Photos of Mia’s fellow Design Academy students and their social media feeds were too tempting for Mia to resist. Tina is rather proud of the concert hall that was constructed based on her idea. Nina shared a park design plan for the city. The theatre that Clara is working on is gorgeous, the sketches are so neat and beautiful.

Mia looked at her sketches on the table. Untidy, dirty, not at all like the photos on the Internet. Neither as captivating nor as remarkable. For a moment, Mia wondered if she really was a designer. There was a lot of interesting and remarkable stuff that her peers had done. Compared to that, her projects were nothing.

Suddenly a message popped up on the screen.

Hi, Mia! This is Summer, head of our academy group. I’m organizing a reunion for our class. I long to reconnect with everyone, hear their stories, and enjoy ourselves as much as before. Join us, will you?

Mia was at a loss for words. She risked missing the celebration and losing touch with her old pals if she declined. She would have to tell about her efforts to her accomplished classmates if she consented, though. To her superior-performing peers. While she was thinking, another message arrived, from Sophie.

Would you be available for an hour or two today, Mia? Can you help me with this project? A friend of mine wants to renovate a country club. There’s only one stable there, a couple of days’ work. Will you take it on?

This is a chance! If Mia gives it a try, she can show this renovation to the classmates and at least feel like a real designer! Mia immediately started typing a response…