Hina sprinted up the university steps with just a few minutes to spare, scanned her recovered ID badge at the security gate, and burst into her professor’s office. She placed her box of shattered clay pieces on the desk, next to her phone, which displayed high-resolution photos and work-in-progress videos of her completed sculpture. She then set down the exquisite historic vase, breathlessly explaining the morning’s chaos on the platform and the incredible intervention of the alumnus’s widower.
Her professor carefully reviewed the process videos and examined the clay fragments, fully satisfied with the undeniable evidence of Hina's original craftsmanship. She then turned her attention to the antique vase, marveling as Hina delivered an impromptu, brilliant comparative analysis linking her own design choices to the historical techniques of the master sculptor. Impressed by both her artistic skill and her deep academic knowledge, the professor awarded her top marks on the midterm.
Exhausted but deeply fulfilled, Hina returned to her small apartment that evening. She placed her broken clay pieces on her workbench, promising herself to repair them with gold lacquer using traditional kintsugi techniques. Then, she took out the small wooden brooch Mr. Sato had given her, admiring its delicate grain under the warm glow of her desk lamp.