The finals of the International Jewelry Designer Competition were just around the corner.
Viviane's studio was brightly lit as she bent over her desk, her pen gliding across the paper.
Elegant lines intertwined in the exquisite design sketches, creating stunning jewel prototypes.
Under the guidance of Ms. Tuttle and Leon Ferrel, her understanding of design had reached new heights.
At this moment, her gaze was so focused that it felt like the entire world had faded away, leaving only this drawing. Her fingers absentmindedly brushed against a strand of hair behind her ear as Viviane took a deep breath and continued her creative work.
As the night deepened, the city's noise outside the studio gradually subsided.
Viviane rubbed her tired eyes, stretched, and glanced at the clock on the w
