Avery's lips curved into a satisfied smile as the final notes of music faded and the last model left the stage.
Their group's runway performance had ended flawlessly, each stride and pose perfectly in sync with the designs they had poured their hearts into.
From her seat, she watched the lights dim slightly, signaling the close of this round, and a faint warmth spread through her chest.
Every group had brought something remarkable to the table tonight. From intricate beadwork shimmering like constellations to daring modern silhouettes that drew gasps from the audience, the show had been a spectacle of creativity and ambition.
The air was thick with tension and excitement, but instead of feeling weighed down by the competition, Avery found herself enjoying it more than she expected.
She hadn't anticipated having such a good time simply watching the models glide across the runway, showcasing the newly created masterpieces of so many designers.
