The student in the jacket entered the room, and the rest of us wondered if he would manage to pass the exam this time around.
I was absentmindedly staring at my notes when Dahai leaned over.
He pointed at the drawing and said, "Okay, so we know that the test is about a card game involving destruction, but we have no clue on how to go about playing it. We also know that everything that goes on inside is to the advantage of the testers."
"And no one's ever passed the exam in five years," I added.
"Do you think he will pass it this time?" Dahai asked.
"Maybe. He must've thought of a way to beat the system," I shrugged.
One minute...
Two minutes...
Ten minutes...
Fifteen minutes...
Just as everyone was starting to get hyped up because number seven hasn't come out yet, the door opened before them.
The man in the suit led number seven out.
"Next, number eight," he called out.