(Vena’s POV) The photograph rested safely inside my notebook.
Every time I looked at it…
I couldn’t help smiling.
It was such a simple picture.
Yet…
It captured something I had never had in my previous life.
Friends.
The next afternoon…
Classes had just ended.
Most students were leaving the classroom.
I remained seated for a moment.
The symposium invitation was still inside my bag.
I hadn’t told my family yet.
To be honest…
I wasn’t sure how they would react.
“Thinking about the symposium?” I looked up.
Riya had stopped beside my desk.
“…Is it that obvious?” She smiled.
“You’ve been staring at the same page for five minutes.” Kabir immediately pulled up a chair.
“Emergency meeting!” Ananya laughed.
“We’re not in parliament.” “We’re better.” “We have snacks.” He proudly placed a packet of biscuits on the desk.
Riya sighed.
“You carry food everywhere.” “I’m always prepared.” Arther quietly joined them.
He didn’t sit.
Instead, he leaned lightly against the window.
Waiting.
Not forcing the conversation.
I looked at the four of them.
“I’ve been thinking…” “What if I’m not good enough?” The room became quiet.
Kabir didn’t joke.
Ananya didn’t interrupt.
They simply listened.
“I answered questions yesterday…” “But the symposium is different.” “There’ll be students from many colleges.” “What if I embarrass our college?” “What if…” “I fail?” Ananya gently smiled.
“Can I tell you something?” I nodded.
“Yesterday…” “When you stood on that stage…” “I was more nervous than you.” I looked surprised.
“You were?” She laughed softly.
“Of course.” “But once you started speaking…” “I forgot to be nervous.” “You made all of us believe you could do it.” Riya folded her arms.
“And even if the symposium is harder…” “You won’t be going alone.” “We’ll help you prepare.” Kabir immediately raised his hand.
“I’ll ask difficult questions.” Riya looked at him.
“You don’t know difficult questions.” “I’ll find them.” Ananya giggled.
Everyone looked toward Arther.
He had been silent until now.
He finally spoke.
“Vena.” “You’ve spent your whole life worrying about failing…” “But yesterday proved something.” I looked into his eyes.
“What?” He answered calmly.
“…You’re much stronger than the version of yourself you still believe in.” The classroom became completely silent.
His words weren’t dramatic.
They were honest.
And somehow…
They reached straight to my heart.
I lowered my eyes for a moment.
Then…
A small smile appeared on my face.
“…Alright.” “I’ll accept the invitation.” Kabir jumped from his chair.
“YES!” “I knew it!” He held out his fist.
“Future champion.” I laughed.
“I haven’t even competed yet.” “You will.” “And when you win…” “I expect free samosas.” Riya couldn’t help laughing.
“So that’s your real motivation.” “Obviously.” The five of them left the classroom together…
Completely unaware…
That this simple decision…
Would soon lead them far beyond the boundaries of their ordinary college life.
The five of us walked toward the college gate together.
The afternoon classes had ended.
Students filled the corridors.
Some hurried to catch their buses.
Others gathered beneath the trees, laughing and taking pictures.
Everything felt peaceful.
Kabir suddenly stopped walking.
“Wait.” “I have an important question.” Riya looked at him suspiciously.
“What now?” He pointed at Vena.
“When you become famous…” “What should we call you?” I blinked.
“…What?” “Representative Vena?” “Professor Vena?” “Dr.
Vena?” Ananya burst into laughter.
“She’s not becoming the Prime Minister.” Kabir shrugged.
“I’m preparing in advance.” I smiled helplessly.
“Just call me Vena.” “No special titles.” Kabir sighed dramatically.
“So humble.” As they reached the college gate…
The security guard called out.
“Miss Vena?” I turned around.
“Yes?” The elderly guard smiled kindly.
“The Principal’s office called.” “They’d like you to stop by before going home.” I looked surprised.
“Now?” “Yes.” “They said it’ll only take a few minutes.” “I’ll go with you,” Ananya offered.
Before I could answer…
Professor Mehta happened to walk past.
He smiled.
“Don’t worry.” “It’s nothing serious.” “The Principal only wants to discuss the symposium.” I nodded.
“I’ll be there in a minute, sir.” Kabir stretched lazily.
“We’ll wait outside.” Riya shook her head.
“You said you wanted to catch an early bus.” “I changed my mind.” “Friends wait.” His answer was so simple…
That everyone smiled.
A few minutes later…
I stood outside the Principal’s office.
I gently knocked.
“May I come in, sir?” “Come in.” I opened the door.
The Principal looked up from his desk.
“Ah, Vena.” “Please, have a seat.” “Thank you, sir.” He opened a blue folder.
“I’ve read the judges’ remarks from yesterday.” “They were impressed.” “Not just by your knowledge…” “But by the way you communicated.” I listened quietly.
“You explained difficult concepts without making others feel ignorant.” “That’s a rare quality.” His words caught me off guard.
No one had ever complimented me like that before.
He slid another document across the table.
“This is the official nomination form.” “If you sign it…” “The college will complete the remaining formalities.” I picked up the pen.
For a brief second…
I remembered my previous life.
The version of me…
Who always stepped back.
Who believed opportunities belonged to someone else.
Then…
I signed my name.
Vena.
The Principal smiled warmly.
“Congratulations.” “I hope this is the first of many achievements.” As I walked out of the office…
A feeling of excitement filled my heart.
It wasn’t because I had signed a form.
It was because…
For the first time…
I had chosen to move toward an opportunity…
Instead of running away from it.
Outside…
Kabir immediately waved.
“So?” “Did they expel you?” Riya smacked his arm.
“Can you be serious for one day?” He rubbed his arm dramatically.
“I was trying to lighten the mood.” I couldn’t help laughing.
“No.” “I accepted the symposium.” Kabir threw both hands into the air.
“Then it’s settled!” “This weekend…” “We’re having our first official study session.” Ananya smiled.
“I’ll bring my notes.” Riya nodded.
“I’ll prepare practice questions.” Everyone looked at Arther.
He smiled faintly.
“I’ll help however I can.” As the five friends started walking toward the bus stop…
None of them noticed…
Standing across the road…
A young man wearing a university ID card quietly slipped a folded envelope into the college’s incoming mail box.
On the front…
Only seven handwritten words appeared.
For Miss Vena – Personal and Confidential.
The young man walked away without looking back.
The next morning…
The college campus was unusually lively.
The exhibition victory was still the main topic of discussion.
As soon as I entered the classroom…
Kabir dramatically stood up.
“Good morning, Representative Madam!” The entire class laughed.
I sighed.
“We’ve discussed this.” “My name is Vena.” Kabir nodded seriously.
“Fine.” “Representative Vena.” Riya threw a notebook at him.
“You’re impossible.” “I’ve heard that before.” The first lecture passed quickly.
During the short break…
A peon appeared at the classroom door.
“Miss Vena?” “Yes?” “The Principal’s office asked me to give this to you.” He handed me a white envelope.
“Someone left it in the college mailbox yesterday.” “It has your name on it.” I frowned.
“My name?” “Yes.” He smiled politely before leaving.
Kabir immediately leaned forward.
“A secret admirer?” Riya folded her arms.
“Why does your brain always go there?” “Because life is more interesting that way.” Ananya smiled.
“Open it.” “I’m curious too.” I turned the envelope over.
There was no sender’s name.
No address.
Only…
‘For Miss Vena.’ I carefully opened it.
Inside…
There was a single sheet of paper.
Neatly folded.
I unfolded it.
The handwriting was elegant.
It read— Congratulations on your achievement.
The symposium will be an important step.
Do not underestimate it.
Many futures begin with ordinary decisions.
Walk forward without fear.
Nothing else.
No signature.
No explanation.
Kabir blinked.
“…That’s it?” “No name?” I slowly shook my head.
“No.” Ananya looked thoughtful.
“It doesn’t sound threatening.” Riya agreed.
“It almost sounds…” “…encouraging.” I read the letter once again.
For some reason…
It didn’t frighten me.
It simply left me with more questions.
Arther quietly held out his hand.
“May I?” I nodded and passed him the letter.
He read it carefully.
Then returned it.
“The writer chose every word carefully.” “They wanted to motivate you…” “…without revealing who they are.” Kabir frowned.
“Why not just write their name?” Arther smiled faintly.
“Sometimes…” “The message matters more than the messenger.” Just then…
The classroom door opened again.
Professor Mehta walked in.
“Everyone, please take your seats.” He placed a file on the desk.
“I’ve received the symposium schedule.” He looked directly at Vena.
“You’ll be leaving with the college delegation next Friday.” “The event will last two days.” “We’ll have an orientation meeting tomorrow after class.” My heart skipped a beat.
Next Friday…
It suddenly felt much closer.
The lecture began.
But my thoughts drifted between two things.
The symposium…
And the anonymous letter folded safely inside my notebook.
For some reason…
I had a feeling…
The person who wrote it…
Wasn’t a stranger.
They were someone…
Who knew far more about me…
Than I knew about them.
The last lecture of the day finally ended.
Students slowly packed their bags.
Some hurried toward the bus stop.
Others made plans for the weekend.
I was about to leave when Professor Mehta’s voice stopped me.
“Vena.” I turned around.
“Yes, sir?” “The orientation meeting will begin in ten minutes.” “Please come to Seminar Room Two.” “I’ll be there.” Kabir immediately walked over.
“So…” “Big meeting?” I nodded.
“It looks like it.” Riya smiled.
“We’ll wait outside.” I looked surprised.
“You don’t have to.” Kabir folded his arms.
“We know.” “But friends wait.” Ananya laughed.
“I think he’s going to keep saying that forever.” “I probably will.” A few minutes later…
I entered Seminar Room Two.
It was much smaller than the exhibition hall.
Around fifteen students were already seated.
Some wore college blazers.
Others carried thick files.
Most of them looked older than me.
Third-year students.
Final-year students.
Some had already represented the college before.
For a brief moment…
I felt out of place.
“Everyone looks so experienced…” “Miss Vena?” I looked up.
A female lecturer smiled warmly.
“Please take a seat.” “We’ll begin shortly.” “Thank you, ma’am.” I quietly sat in the second row.
Professor Mehta stepped to the front.
“Good afternoon, everyone.” “As you know…” “Next Friday our college will participate in the Inter-College Science Symposium.” He picked up a folder.
“This isn’t only about competition.” “It’s about learning.” “Meeting students from other colleges.” “Sharing ideas.” “And representing our institution with dignity.” The room became completely silent.
He continued, “You’ll attend workshops…” “Research presentations…” “Scientific discussions…” “And one open quiz event.” “You are free to participate in any academic activity.” Several students began taking notes.
I opened my notebook too.
Professor Mehta smiled.
“Now…” “I’d like each participant to introduce themselves.” One by one…
The students stood.
“My name is Sneha.” “B.Sc.
Chemistry.” “My name is Rahul.” “M.Sc.
Botany.” The introductions continued naturally.
Soon…
It was my turn.
I stood up.
“My name is Vena.” “I’m a B.Sc.
Zoology student.” “This is my first symposium.” A few students smiled encouragingly.
One senior even nodded.
“Welcome.” The simple gesture made me feel a little less nervous.
After the introductions…
Professor Mehta handed everyone a printed schedule.
As I reached for mine…
Another hand reached for the same sheet at exactly the same time.
“Oh…” “I’m sorry.” I looked up.
Standing beside me…
Was a girl around my age.
She smiled apologetically.
“No…” “It was my mistake.” She extended her hand.
“I’m Maya.” “Botany Department.” I smiled back.
“I’m Vena.” “Zoology.” Maya laughed softly.
“So…” “We’re both first-timers.” “I guess we can be nervous together.” I laughed.
“I’d like that.” For the first time since joining the meeting…
I met someone who seemed just as new…
And just as uncertain as I was.
Little did I know…
This simple introduction…
Would become the beginning of an unexpected friendship.
The orientation meeting continued.
Professor Mehta pointed toward the projector screen.
“The symposium will have different events running simultaneously.” He changed the slide.
Research Paper Presentation Science Model Exhibition Open Academic Quiz Innovation Workshop Guest Lectures “You are free to attend any session after completing your assigned activities.” Students began discussing which events interested them the most.
Maya leaned slightly toward me.
“Which one are you excited about?” I thought for a moment.
“I want to attend the Innovation Workshop.” “It sounds interesting.” Maya’s eyes lit up.
“Really?” “Me too!” She laughed.
“Looks like we already have company.” Professor Mehta continued, “One more thing.” “The Open Academic Quiz isn’t compulsory.” “But I encourage everyone to participate.” “It’ll be an excellent learning experience.” The room buzzed with excitement.
A senior sitting in the front row raised his hand.
“Sir…” “I’ve participated twice.” “The questions are much harder than normal university exams.” Professor Mehta nodded.
“That’s true.” “They test understanding…” “Not memorization.” I quietly wrote that sentence in my notebook.
The meeting ended after another twenty minutes.
Students slowly stood up and began leaving.
Maya walked beside me.
“So…” “Do you travel by bus?” “Yes.” “I do too.” She smiled.
“Then let’s walk together.” “Sure.” As we stepped out of the seminar room…
Kabir was waiting in the corridor.
The moment he saw Vena…
He dramatically checked his watch.
“Finally!” “I was about to file a missing person report.” Riya looked at Maya.
“And who is this?” Before Vena could answer…
Maya smiled confidently.
“Hi.” “I’m Maya.” “Botany Department.” “I’m going to the symposium too.” Ananya smiled warmly.
“Nice to meet you.” “I’m Ananya.” Kabir immediately shook Maya’s hand.
“Kabir.” “Professional snack tester.” Maya blinked.
“…Is that a real job?” Kabir looked completely serious.
“It should be.” Everyone laughed.
As the group started walking toward the gate…
Maya quietly looked at Vena.
“You’ve got good friends.” I smiled.
“I do.” “They’ve made college feel very different.” Maya nodded.
“I know the feeling.” “I was nervous about the symposium…” “But after meeting you…” “I think it’ll be fun.” Before I could reply…
Another voice interrupted.
“Well…” “I hope you don’t become too comfortable.” Everyone turned.
A tall student wearing a symposium participant badge stood nearby.
He looked to be a final-year student.
Confident.
Calm.
He smiled politely.
“My name is Rohan.” “Chemistry Department.” “I heard you won yesterday’s academic challenge.” He looked directly at Vena.
“Congratulations.” “Thank you,” I replied.
Rohan continued, “I’ll be participating in the Open Academic Quiz too.” “I hope we meet there.” His smile grew slightly.
“I enjoy good competition.” There was no arrogance.
No insult.
Only confidence.
I smiled back.
“I’ll do my best.” He nodded once.
“I’m looking forward to it.” As he walked away…
Kabir leaned toward Vena.
“I like him.” Riya looked surprised.
“You usually dislike confident people.” Kabir grinned.
“He’s confident…” “But not rude.” “That’s rare.” Arther, who had remained quiet, watched Rohan disappear down the corridor.
Then he smiled faintly.
“A rival…” “Who might just help Vena become stronger.” The evening breeze felt cool as we walked toward the college gate.
Rohan had already disappeared into the crowd.
Kabir broke the silence first.
“I’ve made a decision.” Riya looked at him.
“Should I be worried?” “Probably.” Everyone laughed.
Kabir looked at Vena.
“If that Rohan guy is joining the quiz…” “Then we’ll prepare properly.” I blinked.
“We?” “Of course.” “If our representative loses…” “Our reputation suffers.” Riya raised an eyebrow.
“Since when was it our reputation?” “Since I declared it.” Ananya smiled.
“Actually…” “I think it’s a good idea.” “We can all study together.” “Different subjects.” “Different strengths.” “We’ll help each other.” I nodded.
“I’d really appreciate that.” Maya looked at the group with surprise.
“You all study together?” Kabir proudly answered, “We’re professionals.” Riya immediately corrected him.
“We’ve never actually had a proper group study.” Kabir looked embarrassed.
“…Don’t reveal company secrets.” Everyone burst into laughter.
Arther finally spoke.
“We have the library.” “It’s quieter than the classroom.” “We can meet there after lectures.” Ananya nodded.
“That’s perfect.” Maya smiled.
“Would it be alright…” “If I joined sometimes?” “Of course,” I replied.
“The more people…” “The more we can learn.” Kabir grinned.
“And the more snacks.” Riya sighed.
“That’s all you think about.” As they reached the college gate…
The group naturally split toward different bus stops.
Maya waved.
“See you tomorrow.” “See you.” She boarded her bus.
Kabir stretched his arms.
“So…” “Tomorrow.” “Library.” “Four o’clock.” “No excuses.” Ananya smiled.
“I’ll bring my zoology notes.” Riya nodded.
“I’ll prepare quiz questions.” Kabir looked at Arther.
“And you?” Arther answered simply.
“I’ll bring reference books.” Kabir smiled.
“Perfect.” Then everyone looked at me.
For the first time…
I wasn’t preparing alone.
“…Thank you.” It was only two words.
But I meant them.
As the buses arrived one by one…
Everyone said goodbye.
I found a window seat.
The bus slowly pulled away from the college.
Looking outside…
I saw my friends becoming smaller in the distance.
A month ago…
I would have walked home alone.
Today…
Someone was already planning tomorrow with me.
It felt…
Nice.
Across the road…
Rohan adjusted the strap of his backpack.
One of his classmates caught up with him.
“So…” “You met the exhibition winner?” Rohan nodded.
“I did.” “What do you think?” He smiled thoughtfully.
“She’s different from what I expected.” “How?” “She doesn’t seem interested in proving she’s better than everyone.” His classmate laughed.
“That’s rare.” Rohan looked toward the departing bus.
“Exactly.” He smiled.
“That makes the competition…” “…much more interesting.” Inside the bus…
I opened my notebook to check tomorrow’s timetable.
As I turned the page…
A small photograph slipped out.
Our exhibition picture.
The five of us…
Smiling without a care.
I carefully placed it back inside.
A quiet smile appeared on my face.
“No matter what happens at the symposium…” “I don’t have to face it alone anymore.” Outside the bus window…
Dark clouds slowly gathered again over the city.
Not enough for rain.
Just enough…
To remind everyone…
That clear skies…
Never lasted forever.
The next day…
The last lecture ended exactly at four o’clock.
Students slowly left their classrooms.
Some headed home.
Others gathered on the sports ground.
I picked up my notebook and walked toward the library.
For the first time…
I wasn’t going there to study alone.
The college library was unusually quiet.
Rows of wooden shelves stretched from one end of the room to the other.
The faint smell of old books filled the air.
Near the back window…
Kabir was already sitting at a large table.
Except…
He wasn’t studying.
He was staring at a thick reference book with a confused expression.
I walked over.
“When did you get here?” Kabir looked up dramatically.
“Ten minutes ago.” “And?” “I’ve been trying to understand the first page ever since.” I looked at the book.
It was upside down.
I couldn’t help laughing.
“Kabir…” “The book is upside down.” He blinked.
“…That explains a lot.” Just then…
Riya and Ananya arrived.
The moment they saw the book…
They both started laughing.
Riya shook her head.
“I can’t believe you.” Kabir quickly turned the book around.
“I was testing everyone’s observation skills.” “Sure you were,” Ananya replied, smiling.
A moment later…
Arther walked in carrying three thick reference books.
He placed them neatly on the table.
“I borrowed these from the science section.” Kabir’s eyes widened.
“…Are we preparing for a symposium…” “…or a PhD?” Arther smiled faintly.
“We won’t need all of them.” “I just wanted options.” Everyone settled into their seats.
Riya opened her notebook.
“I prepared twenty practice questions.” Kabir immediately raised both hands.
“I object.” “You haven’t even heard them yet.” “I object in advance.” Ananya laughed softly.
“That’s not how objections work.” The librarian looked over from the counter.
“Shhh…” The five of them immediately lowered their voices.
Kabir whispered, “…Even the librarian scares me.” Riya asked the first question.
“Which scientist proposed the theory of natural selection?” Kabir instantly answered, “Charles Darwin!” “Correct.” He pumped his fist quietly.
“One point for me.” “There are no points,” Riya whispered.
“There are now.” The questions continued.
Some were easy.
Some made everyone think.
Whenever someone got stuck…
The others explained the answer instead of laughing.
Time passed quickly.
The atmosphere wasn’t competitive.
It felt…
Comfortable.
About an hour later…
Maya entered the library carrying two notebooks.
She spotted the group and smiled.
“I hope I’m not late.” Kabir looked at the clock.
“Only by fifty-eight minutes.” Maya laughed.
“I had a practical class.” “Then you’re forgiven.” She pulled up a chair and joined them.
The table had grown larger.
Six students.
Six different strengths.
One shared goal.
As Vena looked around…
She realized something.
Knowledge became easier to understand…
When people learned together.
And for the first time in her life…
Studying…
Didn’t feel lonely.
Just then…
A shadow stopped beside their table.
The group looked up.
Standing there…
Was Professor Dev.
He glanced at the open books…
Then at the six students.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
“So…” “It seems I’ve found the most hardworking group in the library.” Everyone immediately stood up.
“Good evening, sir.” Professor Dev smiled.
“Relax.” “I’m not here to inspect you.” His eyes moved across the table.
Reference books.
Notebooks.
Question papers.
Even Kabir’s half-finished biscuit packet.
He chuckled.
“I see serious preparation…” “…and serious hunger.” Kabir scratched his head awkwardly.
“Sir…” “Thinking requires energy.” Professor Dev laughed softly.
“I won’t argue with that.” He looked toward Vena.
“So…” “I heard you’ve accepted the symposium invitation.” “Yes, sir.” “I have.” He nodded with satisfaction.
“Good.” “Opportunities like this don’t come every day.” Professor Dev pulled out an empty chair and sat down.
“Tell me…” “What do you think the symposium is about?” Kabir confidently answered, “Winning.” Professor Dev smiled.
“That’s the answer most students give.” He looked around the table.
“Anyone else?” Ananya raised her hand slightly.
“Learning?” “Closer.” Riya added, “Representing the college.” “Also true.” Finally…
His eyes stopped on Vena.
“What do you think?” I thought for a moment.
“I think…” “…it’s a chance to discover how much I still have to learn.” For a few seconds…
Professor Dev simply looked at me.
Then he smiled.
“Excellent.” He slowly stood up.
“Remember this.” “When you meet students from other colleges…” “You’ll find people who know more than you.” “You’ll also find people who know less.” “Never become arrogant because you know more.” “And never lose confidence because someone knows more than you.” “The purpose of knowledge…” “…isn’t to defeat people.” “…It’s to grow with them.” The entire group listened quietly.
Kabir whispered, “…That sounded cooler than any motivational video.” Riya smiled.
“I was thinking the same thing.” Professor Dev picked up one of the reference books.
“You don’t need to study ten hours every day.” “You need to study with understanding.” He closed the book.
“And don’t forget to rest.” “Tired minds…” “…make careless mistakes.” As he turned to leave…
He stopped beside Vena.
“One last thing.” “Yes, sir?” “I recommended your name to Professor Mehta.” I looked surprised.
“You did?” He nodded.
“The day you asked questions after class…” “I realized something.” “You don’t study just to pass exams.” “You study because you’re curious.” “Don’t lose that curiosity.” “It’s worth more than high marks.” For a moment…
I couldn’t find any words.
“Thank you, sir.” He smiled gently.
“I’ll expect good news after the symposium.” Then he walked away.
Silence filled the table.
Kabir was the first to speak.
“…Now I feel like studying.” Riya looked at him.
“For how long?” Kabir checked his watch.
“…At least fifteen minutes.” Everyone laughed.
Even the librarian smiled from across the room.
The group packed their books.
As they stepped outside…
The evening sky glowed with shades of orange and purple.
Kabir stretched.
“Same time tomorrow?” Everyone nodded.
“Tomorrow.” I looked at my friends one by one.
Kabir…
Who could make anyone laugh.
Riya…
Who always kept everyone grounded.
Ananya…
Who quietly encouraged everyone.
Maya…
Who had become a new friend in just two days.
Arther…
Who always seemed to know the right words at the right time.
For the first time…
The future didn’t feel uncertain.
It felt…
Full of possibilities.
Far away…
Inside another college…
A notice board was being updated.
At the very top…
A fresh sheet of paper was pinned into place.
Inter-College Science Symposium – Final Participant List One student scanned the names.
His finger stopped on one entry.
Vena – City Science College A faint smile crossed his face.
“So…” “You’re really coming.” He folded the participant list and quietly walked away.
Who was he?
And why…
Did Vena’s name seem so important to him?
For Vena, accepting the symposium wasn’t just about representing her college—it was the first time she chose to believe in herself instead of letting fear decide her future.
This chapter was intentionally quieter than the mysteries before it.
Sometimes, the strongest bonds are built through ordinary moments: studying together, sharing jokes, and supporting each other without expecting anything in return.
But don’t let the peaceful atmosphere fool you…
New faces have entered the story.
Some will become trusted friends.
Some will become worthy rivals.
And someone…
is already watching Vena’s path long before she realizes it.
The symposium is no longer just an academic event.
It’s the place where several lives are about to intersect.
The real game hasn’t started yet.
See you in Chapter 18.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation.
Give me more motivation!