CHAPTER 2 (your POV) "Y/N, youre being summoned. Room 18." One of my teachers tell me as I braid my hair over my shoulder, looking into the mirror. It was the only time we get to look in the mirror. The day of our births, once a year, only. This year was extra special.
This was so we would 't be too full of ourselves and become vain and self obsessed. I don't know what to think this very moment, staring at my reflection. My features seem to have sharpened throughout the year, my hair longer than before, of course. This is is.
I get up and walk over to the hall of rooms for training. Every room was for a specific age group with room 001 being for the one year olds to train and so on. In all my years, i have never been inside room 18. Usually, as the eldest for a few years, I was able to go in room ahead of me at will but 18 has been forbidden until the test on your 18th birthday week. "Y/N. welcome. Please sit down." A voice says.
I sit in the nearest chair, back straight, head held up high, just like they taught me.
Out walks a tall man from the corner of the room. His silhouette is lean and thin under the cloth of his suit. He sits in the chair in front of me, a desk resting between us and I immediately know who he is. Mr. Calum Hood, the boss and founder of... well whatever they really called this place. I've never really seen him but now that I et the chance to, i feel jitters and nervous, but I quickly hush it up and keep my cool. "Hello, Mr. Hood. It's an honor." I say in the monotone voice of mine. "How do you feel, Y/N?" He asks. "Good, Sir. Confident." "Not nervous at all?" I shake my head. He seems taken back by surprise but then he covers it with a charming, but spooky smile. If he weren't my boss, i feel like he'd be the type of guy girls at the school would swoon over. But i wasn't the type to fall for guys very easily. "You've worked hard for the past 18 years, Y/N. Your teachers have told me you're one of our best trainees." I nod my head. I have heard this all before but hearing it from the boss gave me courage. "Do you think you have what it takes to pass the last and final exam?" I stare into his dark brown eyes and answer--