MAY'S POV
I strode into the conference room with elegance and maximum composure, my heels clicking with each step I took on the marble floor. As the chief designer of the almighty OneTouch company, I was specially invited to be an executive judge in the annual competition and I could not be more happier or proud of myself.
I sighed softly, beaming with pride as I took my seat at the table and scanned around the room before shifting my gaze to a laptop opened in front of me. That was when I saw it-a preliminary round entry design that telly caught my eyes because of it's striking familiarity with a unique piece I've seen before. Something about it was very much familiar but I couldn't place a hand where, it just seemed to bring back long memories.
As I was still lost in my though
