Professor Giringo's labyrinth test was a weird kind of test in the sense that you can't tell if you're the leading candidate or the lagging one.
I had reached the second door in no time and stood in front of it, contemplating of what essence it was to me if I won the selection test.
That was an exhausting position to have as a student.
I hated duties, especially official ones.
I always just imagine that it would involve sitting behind a desk and burning your life's energy to skim through heaps of papers that contribute nothing to your own life directly.
Tiring.
[Master, you do realise that taking charge or putting yourself in a position of leadership builds a person's assertiveness, confidence, communication skills and charisma. If they know what they are doing in that position, they will be loved and respected]
Trust Nova to interrupt me with its undue optimistic pieces of advice.
[It's not undue]
