Gemotions

Eliza meticulously surveyed the models of her architecture project, her fingers tracing the smooth contours of the building. She felt a lightness in her heart, a sense of accomplishment she hadn't felt in years. The sleek design, the innovative use of sustainable materials – it was a statement. A statement of her skill.

She headed towards the design competition with confidence. Reaching the convention hall, she was stopped in her tracks. Another team’s model, identical to hers, was center stage. The blood drained from her face. She felt a cold sweat prickle her skin.