(Vena’s POV) The alarm rang at 5:30 a.m.
For the first time in a long while…
I was already awake before it.
Today…
Was my presentation.
I sat on the edge of my bed.
The room was quiet.
Sunlight had only begun to peek through the curtains.
I looked at my notebook.
The same notes I had revised dozens of times.
Instead of opening it again…
I simply closed my eyes.
“You know this.” “Trust yourself.” After getting ready…
I placed the symposium badge around my neck.
Before leaving home…
My mother noticed my unusually serious expression.
“Nervous?” I smiled faintly.
“A little.” She gently adjusted my ID card.
“Do your best.” “That’s enough.” I nodded.
“Thank you.” Those simple words somehow made my heart feel lighter.
Half an hour later…
The college bus was once again waiting outside the campus.
Kabir climbed aboard carrying a small paper bag.
The moment he saw Vena…
He held it up proudly.
“Mission accomplished.” Riya looked inside.
“What’s in it?” “Breakfast.” “You’ll never guess.” Ananya smiled.
“Let me guess…” “Samosas?” Kabir looked disappointed.
“How do you all know me so well?” Everyone laughed.
Professor Mehta entered the bus.
“Good morning, everyone.” “Today is an important day.” “But remember…” “You’re here because you’ve already earned your place.” “There is nothing left to prove.” “Just give your best.” The students nodded.
The bus slowly pulled away.
Unlike yesterday…
The journey was much quieter.
Some students revised notes.
Some listened to music.
Others simply looked out the window.
I held my notebook in my lap…
But I didn’t open it.
Instead…
I remembered Professor Dev’s words.
“Knowledge isn’t meant to defeat people…” “…It’s meant to help you grow.” Without realizing it…
The nervousness slowly began to fade.
Nearly an hour later…
The university campus came into view.
The Main Academic Hall stood proudly in the center.
Compared to yesterday…
There were even more participants.
Media students moved around with cameras.
Faculty members welcomed guests near the entrance.
Everything felt…
Bigger.
More important.
As the group entered the building…
Ayaan was already waiting near the registration desk.
He smiled politely.
“Good morning.” “Good morning,” everyone replied.
He looked at Vena.
“The rehearsal begins in fifteen minutes.” “The technical team is already inside.” I nodded.
“Thank you.” Before walking toward the hall…
Kabir suddenly stood in front of Vena.
He raised his fist.
“No long speeches.” “No overthinking.” “Just one thing.” I looked at him curiously.
“What?” He smiled.
“Go up there…” “…and speak exactly the way you spoke to us in the library.” Riya nodded.
“Don’t try to sound impressive.” “Just be yourself.” Ananya smiled.
“That’s the person the judges selected.” Arther looked directly at Vena.
Then calmly said, “Trust the person…” “…who signed that nomination form.” For a moment…
No one spoke.
I looked at each of them.
Then smiled.
“…I will.” Ayaan opened the large wooden doors of the Main Academic Hall.
Inside…
Technicians adjusted microphones.
Large display screens glowed softly.
Rows of empty seats stretched across the auditorium.
In less than an hour…
Every one of them would be filled.
I slowly stepped inside.
The sound of my footsteps echoed through the enormous hall.
For the first time…
The stage no longer looked frightening.
It looked like…
A chance.
Just then…
A member of the technical team approached.
“Miss Vena?” “Yes?” “We’d like you to test the microphone.” I nodded.
Walked onto the stage.
Stood behind the podium.
The empty hall stretched before me.
I took a slow breath.
Switched on the microphone.
And softly said…
“Good morning, everyone…” My voice echoed through the empty auditorium.
For a few seconds…
There was complete silence.
Then the sound technician gave a thumbs-up.
“Microphone is perfect.” Another staff member checked the projector.
“The slides are displaying correctly.” I quietly stepped down from the stage.
The rehearsal had taken less than five minutes.
Yet…
It felt like I had already crossed half the journey.
Ayaan walked over with a clipboard.
“Everything is ready.” “Your presentation will begin at exactly 10:00 a.m.” He pointed toward the first row.
“These seats are reserved for today’s presenters.” “If you’d like, you can wait there.” “Thank you.” As I sat down…
The hall was still almost empty.
Only organizers and volunteers moved around.
Some tested cameras.
Others arranged nameplates for the guest professors.
A few students rehearsed quietly under their breath.
Maya entered the hall a few minutes later.
The moment she spotted Vena…
She hurried over.
“So you really are the first presenter.” I smiled nervously.
“Looks like it.” She sat beside me.
“I won’t lie…” “If it were me…” “I wouldn’t be able to breathe.” I laughed softly.
“I’m trying not to think about it.” Just then…
Rohan walked in carrying a notebook.
He noticed them and smiled.
“Good morning.” “Morning.” He looked at Vena.
“You’re opening today’s session.” “That’s a big responsibility.” I nodded.
“It is.” He smiled reassuringly.
“Then here’s my advice.” “Don’t think of the audience.” “Think of one person.” “Explain your topic as if you’re teaching that person.” “It makes the stage feel much smaller.” I looked at him with surprise.
“That’s actually helpful.” He shrugged.
“I learned it the hard way.” The three of them shared a quiet laugh.
The nervousness in the air eased a little.
A few rows behind them…
Kabir whispered to Riya, “I like that Rohan guy.” Riya smiled.
“You’ve said that twice now.” “I know.” “But he’s giving useful advice.” Ananya laughed quietly.
“That’s because this isn’t a competition between enemies.” “It’s a place to learn.” Kabir nodded.
“…I keep forgetting that.” At 9:45 a.m.
The doors of the Main Academic Hall opened.
Students began filling the seats.
Professors from different colleges entered one after another.
Some judges took their places in the front row.
The quiet hall slowly transformed into a sea of conversations.
Within ten minutes…
Almost every seat was occupied.
Ayaan glanced at his watch.
Then walked toward the stage.
He adjusted the microphone one last time.
Everything was ready.
He looked toward Vena and gave a small encouraging nod.
“You’ve got this.” I returned a nervous smile.
The lights in the auditorium gradually dimmed.
A spotlight illuminated the stage.
The host walked confidently to the podium.
“Good morning, respected professors, judges, participants, and guests.” “Welcome to the Main Academic Presentation Session.” The applause filled the hall.
After a brief introduction…
The host picked up the schedule card.
“Our first presenter today represents City Science College.” He looked toward the front row.
“Miss Vena…” “Would you please come to the stage?” For a moment…
I could hear nothing except my own heartbeat.
I stood up slowly.
My hands tightened around the presentation remote.
Then…
I remembered something Professor Dev had said.
“Curiosity is worth more than high marks.” A small smile appeared on my face.
I walked toward the stage.
The hall was enormous.
Rows of students.
Professors.
Judges.
Researchers.
Everyone was watching.
As I reached the podium…
I greeted them politely.
“Good morning, respected professors, judges, teachers, and fellow participants.” “My name is Vena.” “I represent City Science College.” “Today…” “I’ll be sharing a simple scientific approach to solving an everyday problem.” The first slide appeared on the screen.
Unlike yesterday…
There was no shaking in my voice.
I wasn’t trying to impress anyone.
I was simply explaining.
Just as Kabir had told me.
Just as I had explained things to my friends.
Instead of reading from the slides…
I looked at the audience.
“If science only remains inside laboratories…” “It changes very little.” “But when ordinary people can understand it…” “It begins changing lives.” Several professors exchanged brief glances.
One of the judges quietly smiled.
As the presentation continued…
The audience became completely silent.
No whispers.
No movement.
Only the sound of Vena’s voice.
She explained each concept with simple examples.
Whenever a technical term appeared…
She immediately translated it into everyday language.
Students from different streams nodded in understanding.
Even those outside biology could easily follow.
Near the back of the hall…
Kabir whispered, “She’s speaking exactly like she speaks to us.” Riya smiled proudly.
“I told her to.” Ananya looked toward the stage.
“No…” “She’s speaking with even more confidence.” Arther remained silent.
But…
A faint smile appeared on his face.
After nearly fifteen minutes…
The final slide appeared.
Instead of ending immediately…
I looked around the hall.
Then said calmly, “Science isn’t only about discovering something new.” “Sometimes…” “It’s about explaining something important…” “…in a way that everyone can understand.” “Thank you.” I bowed politely.
For one brief second…
The entire hall remained silent.
Then— Clap…
One professor began applauding.
Another joined.
Then another.
Within moments…
The entire Main Academic Hall echoed with applause.
It wasn’t polite applause.
It was genuine.
Several students even stood up briefly before sitting down again.
I hadn’t expected that.
The host smiled warmly.
“Thank you, Miss Vena.” “Please remain on stage.” “We’ll now begin the judges’ question round.” My heartbeat quickened again.
The presentation was over.
But the real test…
Was only beginning.
One of the senior judges adjusted his microphone.
He smiled kindly before speaking.
“Miss Vena…” “I have three questions for you.” The applause slowly faded.
The entire auditorium became quiet once again.
I took a slow breath.
“Yes, sir.” The senior judge smiled.
“Relax.” “This isn’t an interrogation.” “We’re simply curious.” A few students laughed softly.
The atmosphere became lighter.
Question One The judge adjusted his glasses.
“You’ve proposed a solution using simple and locally available materials.” “My question is…” “What would you do if those materials weren’t available either?” I thought for a moment.
Instead of answering immediately…
I organized my thoughts.
Then spoke.
“Sir…” “I believe science should adapt to the situation.” “If one material isn’t available…” “We shouldn’t abandon the idea.” “We should ask…” “‘What resources do the local people already have?'” “The solution may change…” “But the principle remains the same.” “Understand the problem first…” “Then build the solution around the people…” “Not the other way around.” The judge slowly nodded.
“Excellent.” “Flexible thinking.” He wrote a short note.
Question Two A woman judge picked up the microphone.
“Your presentation was technically accurate.” “But I have a practical question.” “If you had only five minutes to teach this method…” “To people who couldn’t read or write…” “How would you do it?” The hall became silent.
Several participants began thinking themselves.
I smiled.
“I wouldn’t begin with words.” The judge looked interested.
“Oh?” “I’d demonstrate it.” “I’d gather the materials.” “Filter the water in front of them.” “Boil it.” “Let them watch every step.” “People remember what they see…” “Much longer than what they hear.” “And once one family learns…” “They can teach another.” The judge smiled warmly.
“Very practical.” “Thank you.” Question Three The youngest judge leaned forward.
“This is my final question.” He smiled.
“It isn’t about science.” I blinked.
“…Sir?” He folded his hands.
“Many students become nervous speaking before large audiences.” “You didn’t.” “How did you overcome your fear?” For a second…
I smiled to myself.
If he had asked me yesterday…
My answer would’ve been different.
I looked around the auditorium.
Then answered honestly.
“I didn’t overcome it.” The judges looked surprised.
“I’m still nervous.” A few students laughed softly.
I continued.
“I simply stopped trying to hide it.” “I reminded myself…” “That everyone sitting here…” “Has come to learn something.” “They’re not waiting for me to make a mistake.” “They’re waiting to understand.” “So instead of worrying about myself…” “I focused on helping the audience.” “And somehow…” “My fear became smaller.” Silence filled the hall.
Not an uncomfortable silence.
A thoughtful one.
The youngest judge slowly smiled.
Then…
He began clapping.
The other judges followed.
Soon…
The applause spread across the auditorium once again.
The senior judge looked at Vena.
“Thank you.” “Your answers showed something more valuable than knowledge.” “They showed maturity.” “You may return to your seat.” I bowed respectfully.
“Thank you, professors.” As I stepped down from the stage…
Kabir quietly whispered, “…She’s definitely getting free samosas today.” Riya couldn’t help laughing.
“You think about food at times like this?” Kabir grinned.
“It’s how I celebrate.” Even Arther…
Who rarely showed his emotions…
Couldn’t hide the quiet pride in his eyes.
But…
None of them noticed…
A man seated in the last row…
Closing his notebook.
He wasn’t one of the judges.
He wasn’t a participant.
He simply stood up…
Looked once more toward Vena…
And quietly walked out of the hall before the next presentation even began.
As I returned to my seat…
My legs finally began to feel weak.
Only now…
After everything was over…
Did the nervousness return.
Maya leaned closer and whispered, “You were incredible.” I smiled shyly.
“Thank you.” Rohan nodded.
“The judges kept asking because they wanted to hear how you think.” “That’s a good sign.” I wasn’t sure if he was right…
But hearing that eased my mind.
The presentation session continued.
One student after another walked onto the stage.
Each had a different topic.
Different ideas.
Different styles.
I listened carefully.
Whenever someone explained something well…
I made a small note in my notebook.
“I want to learn that too.” Nearly two hours later…
The session ended.
The host stepped onto the stage.
“Let’s thank all our presenters.” The audience applauded once again.
“After lunch…” “The Innovation Expo and Interactive Sessions will begin.” “Participants are requested to gather in the Exhibition Hall by 2:00 p.m.” Students slowly began leaving the auditorium.
Kabir practically ran toward Vena.
“There she is!” “Our star presenter!” I laughed.
“I’m not a star.” “You are today.” Riya smiled.
“You answered the judges honestly.” “I liked that.” Ananya nodded.
“You didn’t pretend to know everything.” “You explained your thinking.” Arther added quietly, “And that’s why your answers stood out.” Before Vena could reply…
A familiar voice called from behind.
“Miss Vena?” Everyone turned.
It was Ayaan.
He looked slightly out of breath.
“I’ve been looking for you.” “Is everything alright?” Vena asked.
He nodded.
“Yes.” “The organizing committee would like to meet you.” Kabir blinked.
“…Again?” Ayaan smiled awkwardly.
“I know.” “It surprised me too.” Professor Mehta walked over.
“Is there any problem?” “No, sir.” Ayaan handed him a folded note.
“The committee has requested Miss Vena’s presence.” Professor Mehta read it carefully.
Then smiled.
“You should go.” “I’ll wait here.” Ayaan led Vena toward a smaller conference room on the second floor.
Unlike the morning…
The corridor was almost empty.
As they walked…
Vena finally asked, “Do you know why they called me?” Ayaan shook his head.
“No.” “They didn’t tell me.” “They only said it was important.” They stopped outside a wooden door.
A brass nameplate read: Guest Faculty Lounge Ayaan knocked gently.
A voice replied, “Please come in.” Inside…
Three people were seated.
One was Professor Nair.
Another was a symposium organizer.
The third…
Was Dr.
Aditi Rao.
The same scientist who had delivered the keynote speech that morning.
Vena’s eyes widened slightly.
Dr.
Aditi smiled warmly.
“So…” “We finally get to meet properly.” She gestured toward the empty chair.
“Please, sit down.” Vena obeyed quietly.
For a moment…
No one spoke.
Then Dr.
Aditi folded her hands.
“I watched your presentation.” “I wasn’t impressed…” Vena’s heart skipped.
Dr.
Aditi smiled.
“…I was interested.” She continued, “You explained science without making it sound complicated.” “That’s a skill many researchers spend years trying to develop.” Vena lowered her eyes respectfully.
“Thank you, ma’am.” Dr.
Aditi leaned forward slightly.
“I have a question.” “Not as a judge…” “But as a scientist.” She smiled.
“Would you be interested…” “…in spending your summer internship at my research institute?” For a second…
Time seemed to stop.
An internship?
At a real research institute?
Before Vena could even process what she had heard…
A soft knock echoed on the door.
One of the organizers stood up to answer it.
He frowned slightly after reading the message handed to him.
Then he looked at Dr.
Aditi.
“Ma’am…” “I’m sorry to interrupt.” “But there’s been a last-minute change.” Dr.
Aditi looked up.
“What happened?” The organizer replied, “The final presentation rankings…” “…have just been challenged.” The room fell silent.
Professor Nair looked confused.
“Challenged?” The organizer nodded.
“Not because of any participant.” “It’s regarding the evaluation format.” Dr.
Aditi frowned slightly.
“So it’s an internal committee matter.” “Yes, ma’am.” “We’ll handle it.” She nodded.
“Very well.” The organizer quietly left the room.
The atmosphere relaxed again.
Dr.
Aditi looked back at me.
“I’m sorry about that.” I shook my head.
“It’s alright, ma’am.” She smiled.
“As I was saying…” “I don’t usually remember every presentation I attend.” “But today…” “I remembered yours.” I looked surprised.
“…Mine?” She nodded.
“Not because it was the most complicated.” “But because it was understandable.” “A scientist who can communicate clearly…” “…is rare.” I listened quietly.
Every word felt important.
Professor Nair smiled.
“Many students believe science is about using difficult words.” “But real understanding…” “…is making difficult ideas simple.” I nodded.
“I’ll remember that, sir.” Dr.
Aditi reached into her folder.
She took out a simple visiting card.
She placed it on the table.
“This isn’t a job offer.” “And it isn’t a promise.” “It’s simply my professional contact.” “If, in the future…” “You continue studying…” “Take part in research…” “And genuinely remain curious…” “Feel free to write to me.” “No recommendations.” “No shortcuts.” “Only your work.” For a second…
I simply stared at the card.
Then accepted it carefully with both hands.
“Thank you, ma’am.” “I’ll work hard.” She smiled.
“I hope you do.” As Vena stood to leave…
Professor Nair said, “One piece of advice.” “Today, everyone will congratulate you.” “Enjoy it.” “But tomorrow…” “Become a student again.” “Because that’s how real growth begins.” “I understand, sir.” Outside the Guest Faculty Lounge…
Ayaan was waiting.
“So?” “Was everything alright?” I smiled.
“Yes.” “They just…
gave me some advice.” Ayaan noticed the visiting card in my hand.
He didn’t ask about it.
Instead, he simply smiled.
“I guess you made quite an impression.” I looked at the card once more before placing it safely inside my notebook.
“Maybe…” “But now I have an even bigger reason…” “…to keep learning.” As they walked back toward the exhibition hall…
Kabir spotted Vena from a distance.
“There she is!” He ran over dramatically.
“What happened?” “Did they recruit you to become the next principal?” Riya sighed.
“Why is that always your first guess?” Everyone laughed.
Vena smiled.
“Nothing like that.” “They just encouraged me…” “…to keep working hard.” Kabir grinned.
“Good.” “Because tomorrow…” “We’re celebrating.” I laughed.
“We don’t even know the results yet.” Kabir pointed confidently.
“I don’t need the results.” “I already know one thing.” Everyone looked at him.
He smiled.
“Our college came here with participants…” “But we’re going home…” “…with confidence.” For the first time…
I believed he might be right.
Far above the busy university campus…
The symposium flag fluttered gently in the afternoon breeze.
The competition wasn’t over.
In fact…
The most important announcements…
Were still waiting.
The afternoon passed quickly.
Students moved freely between the exhibition booths.
Some watched live demonstrations.
Others discussed research ideas with professors.
Compared to the morning…
The atmosphere was much more relaxed.
Kabir stood in front of a robotics stall.
The robotic arm suddenly waved at him.
Kabir waved back.
“I think it likes me.” The student operating it smiled.
“No…” “It’s programmed to greet anyone standing there.” Riya laughed.
“So even robots don’t play favorites.” Kabir placed a hand on his chest dramatically.
“My feelings have been scientifically rejected.” Even Arther smiled.
Nearby…
Maya and Ananya were examining a medicinal plant display.
“This is amazing,” Maya said.
“Our college doesn’t have anything like this.” Ananya nodded.
“I wish we had more practical sessions too.” Vena quietly listened to a professor explaining how different herbs were being studied for future medicines.
Every stall offered something new.
Every conversation taught something different.
As evening approached…
A bell rang across the campus.
A volunteer made an announcement.
“Attention, everyone.” “All participants are requested to assemble in the Main Academic Hall.” “The closing ceremony for Day One will begin in ten minutes.” The hall filled once again.
This time…
The atmosphere was lighter.
Students chatted freely while waiting.
Professor Mehta sat with his college team.
“You all represented the college well today.” “I’m proud of every one of you.” Kabir whispered, “Sir actually means…” “‘Especially Vena.'” Professor Mehta heard him.
He smiled.
“I said everyone.” Kabir grinned.
“I’ll accept that.” A few moments later…
The host walked onto the stage.
“Good evening, everyone.” “Before we conclude today’s sessions…” “We have one small announcement.” The conversations stopped.
The host continued, “Every year…” “The judges select one participant whose presentation demonstrates exceptional clarity of communication.” “This recognition does not affect the competition results.” “It is simply a special appreciation.” Several students looked at one another.
Curious.
The host unfolded a card.
“This year’s recipient is…” A brief pause filled the hall.
Then— “Miss Vena, from City Science College.” For a second…
I thought I had heard wrong.
Kabir was the first to stand.
He started clapping enthusiastically.
“That’s our Vena!” Soon…
Professor Mehta.
Riya.
Ananya.
Maya.
Even students from other colleges joined in.
The applause echoed across the hall.
My heart pounded as I walked toward the stage.
The host handed me a small certificate.
“No speech required,” he said with a smile.
“It’s simply our way of saying…” “Never stop explaining science the way you do.” I accepted the certificate with both hands.
“Thank you.” As I stepped down…
Rohan extended his hand.
“Congratulations.” “You deserved it.” I shook his hand.
“Thank you.” There wasn’t even a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Only genuine respect.
The ceremony came to an end.
Students slowly began leaving the auditorium.
Outside…
The evening sky had turned a deep orange.
Professor Mehta looked at the group.
“We’ll return to college now.” “Tomorrow…” “The remaining events and the final results.” Everyone nodded.
The day was finally over.
Or so they thought.
Just as the group reached the university gate…
A university security guard hurried toward them.
“Excuse me…” “Miss Vena?” “Yes?” The guard looked at the paper in his hand.
“Someone has left an envelope for you.” “He said…” “…to give it to you only after today’s program ended.” The guard handed over a plain brown envelope.
There was no sender’s name.
No address.
Only three handwritten words.
For Vena Only I exchanged confused glances with my friends.
Slowly…
I opened the envelope.
Inside…
There was only one folded sheet of paper.
And on it…
A single handwritten sentence.
“Some answers about your father…
are closer than you think.” For a few seconds…
I simply stared at the sentence.
It wasn’t long.
Yet…
It made my hands freeze.
— Kabir leaned closer.
“What does it say?” I quietly folded the paper.
“…It’s nothing.” He frowned.
“That definitely doesn’t look like ‘nothing.'” Riya noticed the change in my expression.
“Vena…” “Are you okay?” I forced a small smile.
“…I’m fine.” But inside…
Questions were beginning to race through my mind.
— Who sent this?
How did they know about my father?
Was this some kind of prank?
Or…
Was someone trying to tell me something?
— Professor Mehta noticed the unusual silence.
“Is there any problem?” Vena hesitated for a moment.
Then shook her head.
“No, sir.” “I’ll check it later.” Professor Mehta didn’t press further.
“If anything worries you…” “You can always tell me.” “Yes, sir.” — The group boarded the college bus.
Unlike the previous day…
Everyone was talking excitedly.
“That communication award was well deserved.” “You handled the judges brilliantly.” “Our college’s name was announced on the main stage!” Kabir looked especially proud.
“When we get back…” “I’m telling everyone I know the famous Vena.” Riya laughed.
“You’re acting as if you won it.” “I supported the winner.” “That counts.” The whole bus burst into laughter.
Even Vena smiled.
For a few moments…
The mysterious note disappeared from her thoughts.
— The bus slowly entered the city.
Streetlights flickered on.
Students got down one by one.
Finally…
The bus stopped near Vena’s home.
“See you tomorrow!” “Good night!” “Don’t forget your notes.” Vena waved.
“Good night, everyone.” — After reaching home…
Her mother opened the door.
“How was your day?” Vena smiled.
“It was…
better than I expected.” She showed her the appreciation certificate.
Her mother’s eyes lit up.
“I’m so proud of you.” Those simple words meant more than any applause.
— Later that night…
After finishing dinner…
Vena sat alone at her study table.
The room was silent.
She slowly removed the folded paper from her notebook.
This time…
She looked at it more carefully.
The handwriting was neat.
Deliberate.
There was no signature.
Nothing to identify the sender.
She turned the paper over.
Blank.
Then…
Something slipped from inside the fold.
A tiny photograph.
Vena picked it up carefully.
It was old.
The colors had faded.
In the picture…
A much younger man stood beside an old stone building.
His face was slightly blurred.
But one thing was perfectly clear.
Around his neck…
Hung the same unusual pendant…
That Vena had seen years ago among her father’s belongings before he disappeared.
Her heartbeat quickened.
“This…” “…can’t be a coincidence.” She turned the photograph over.
On the back…
Someone had written an address.
Just below it…
Another sentence.
“If you truly want the truth…
come here after the symposium ends.” Vena looked out of her window into the quiet night.
The symposium had given her confidence.
But it had also opened a door…
To a mystery she thought had disappeared years ago.
She carefully placed the photograph back inside her notebook.
Tomorrow…
The competition would continue.
But after that…
A completely different journey might begin.
This chapter wasn’t about winning a competition.
It was about Vena taking her first real step toward believing in herself.
When the story began, Vena carried regrets from her past life and often doubted herself.
Standing on the Main Academic Hall stage wasn’t just a presentation—it symbolized her decision to stop hiding and start facing the future with confidence.
I also wanted to show that true knowledge isn’t about using difficult words or proving you’re smarter than others.
It’s about understanding something deeply enough to explain it simply.
The communication award isn’t Vena’s biggest achievement.
The biggest achievement is that she earned the respect of professors, students, and even strangers—not through luck, but through sincerity and hard work.
Finally, the mysterious letter marks the end of the symposium arc and gently reconnects us with the main storyline.
Some questions from Vena’s past are beginning to surface, and the choices she makes next may change much more than her own future.
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