Gemotions

He found it during his lunch break, a familiar pang of sickness hitting his stomach. His essay, "The Unfolding Tapestry of Identity," was featured on the university's website. They’d used it as an example of exemplary writing. He’d almost forgotten the anxiety of the admissions process, the pressure to be someone he wasn't. Now, it was public.

He felt a tremor in his hands. He took out his phone and started composing a Twitter thread. He knew the university’s social media manager was a stickler for detail. He would begin innocently, praising the university's commitment to showcasing student work. Then, he would drop a link to the original essay.

He envisioned the ensuing chaos, the uncomfortable silence of the university staff. He’d subtly hint at the flaws in the essay, the desperate need to embellish his life to get in.