Audition

After reflecting on the information he just received, Sheyan pushed open the door. The corridor was completely silent, the floor glossy and several oil paintings hung on the corridor walls. There was no difference from an ordinary five star hotel. A person stood at the end of the corridor. He was wearing a deerstalker dome hat, and holding onto an old western cane. Looking at Sheyan, he impatiently exclaimed.

"Hey! What time is it already, why are you all still in your rooms? This time's meeting is very important, it is something our career helping centre took great efforts to acquire this opportunity. The audition is in one hour later. Five minutes, I swear on my dead father's name we can only wait for another five minutes! The latecomers would have to walk there by themselves, and they wouldn't refund a single penny for ya!"

The emotionless Sheyan shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm a person who values punctuality greatly, regrettably not everyone is like me, sir."