Vivian couldn't believe she had made it through the first round of the written exam held by the council. She wanted to smile, smile so wide that ti could reach the end of her ears but she doubted it was a good thing to do. With hundreds of candidates who had come to take part in the examination, only nine had been selected while the rest rejected without any second thoughts for the preparation they had made the entire year.
Her name being the last one to be called as well as that she was the only female in the crowd, people didn't stop to glare or look at her in resentment. She felt too small as if if she didn't leave the place she would be questioned and pounced for getting through and taking their possible position for the next exam.
"Congratulations," she heard one of the people come to wish her on her passing result. The man wore round glasses, his hair shabby and his clothes dull, "I am Jamien. One of the passed candidates," he introduced himself.
