The next day arrived, marking the art submission day.
All the students who wished to participate in the art exhibition brought their paintings for the judges' preliminary and official reviews before submitting them to the organizing committee for the final review.
Surprisingly, Lina, who was usually active in university activities, arrived late that day. As she reached the classroom door, a fellow student stopped her.
"Lina..."
"What's wrong?" asked Lina.
The girl, known for her honesty, had seen Lina's painting, The Fireflies' Light. Lina had intentionally shown it to her.
"Lina, did you bring your painting?"
"Of course!" Lina feigned ignorance. "It's my submission!"
"But..." The girl pointed toward the classroom.
Lina looked inside and saw everyone gathered around Violet. She was beaming with pride, passionately explaining her own "work."
"I came up with the idea of fireflies after thinking about it for a few days! What do you think? It's unique, isn't it?
"I meticulously adjusted the colors, bit by bit... My, oh my. It was a lot of work. I hardly slept for two days."
"It's my hard work and sweat. Even if I don't win anything at the exhibition, I could auction it and display it in a gallery! My dad said he'd arrange a solo exhibition for me. By then, I'll definitely hang this painting in the most prominent spot!"
The girl glanced at Lina, feeling a sense of injustice, but she couldn't do anything about it.
However, Lina found it amusing. 'Violet, please remember what you said today. You must hold your own exhibition and hang the painting in the most prominent spot!'
"Lina!" The girl said with concern. "Look... why is her painting the same as yours? Two days ago, I saw your painting in the studio, and she hadn't even started painting. It's obvious that—"
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