“I am your SERGEANT MAJOR” Bellowed a lean yet muscular, dark, mean-looking, thick eyebrows, unfriendly man in green.

Our parents were not with us anymore as we were ushered into the auditorium.

Oh, before I forget, I already surrendered my most precious item — The Pink IC.

I sat nervously in my chair, not even daring to fidget or make any loud movement, listening attentively to the mr. I-AM-YOUR-SERGEANT-MAJOR rambling on and on about the house rules.

I scanned through the rows of chairs carefully, hoping to see some familiar faces that might just make the gloomy day a little bit better.

I found one. Damn, he is the weird kid in school whom I never seemed to get along well. He seemed to notice me as well, we gave each other a polite smile and quickly broke eye contact. That awkward moment.

Soon, they were giving out free files and the allocation of company.

I gotten mine, and it reads:

Victor Gan Yi Xiang
Company: C

C.

Isn’t C cougar?

Isn’t Cougar the company that always get best company?

So I am going into the best company?

Oh.

my.

shit.

By being the best company, it has got to be the most crazy, demanding, tiring, tedious, insane, mad training. Horrifying images started to cloud my head and I was stunned for the moment.