I could not even believe on what I saw just now.
"That's just... it?"
The person in front of me was sitting while holding his laughter. He nodded or mocked, only God knew it best.
"I must say that was because your requirements were quite... invincible,"
I frowned. Where did it go wrong?
"You should be thankful for only choosing 2 out of 3, that means only the unlucky one to be excluded," he just patted my head like a child. Unlike me, he got tons of application for his team.
"This is a large-scale competition, we should represent our school with the best candidate. Anyone to be selected based on his capability, not luck,"
"Sure, but still, good luck, then," He just nodded without really listened. He looked at the 3 sheets of application of mine. I snatched them all and just left the room.
I had only 2 weeks to prepare for my own team, so I called each of the applicants to have a session immediately. Since we would become a team, I already set some expectation that they had to meet.
Someone named Marcus was agreed to have interview after his basketball training. He was the first year student, 2 years younger than me. I walked to the hall and sat calmly on the free seat. A group of people were still on training, but they were about to finish. Around 10 minutes later, a person came up to me. He was way taller than me but he had a baby-face type. His sweats were distracting me and pushing me quite away from him.
"So why did you apply to be on my team?"
"My friend did, I thought he put his name but it's mine instead, sorry,"
F*ck. "But do you think you're qualified to join?"
"What is it about again?"
I hated myself realizing I just wasted my time to be here.
"It's a quiz competition," the smile that I put on was even too fake. I held my breath to calm myself.
"What kind of quiz?" another dumb question from him might cause him a punch in the eye.
"Everything. You are expected to know anything since it's random,"
He looked uninterested, I really wanted to leave in an instant.
"Well, thank you for your time, tell your friends not to pull any prank like this, it's not fun, really,"
"Hey," when I sat up from my seat, he called in a very loud voice. "I am good with quiz, though,"
I turned my back, smiled wider than ever. "But you have no intention to join the competition, right?"
"Who said that?" he then came forward and stood in front of me. Even though he's younger, he had a tall figure just like any other basketball athlete.
Not even an academic student.
"So, are you interested to join?" I asked one more time.
"Yes, I don't like it when I get rejected, like now,"
I kept my attitude enough to him. I held the application letter that I brought anywhere tightly. "There are other applicants that is more determined and qualified than you. I will consider it after I interview them all,"
He peeked at the files I kept, "You seemed to have not that many choices though. I am good with sports, I bet you need my knowledge as well,"
Well, he's quite right. "Yes, I will consider that too then,"
Since a sight of him annoyed me too much, I just wanted to go away quickly of him. But this one persistent child just followed me anywhere I went. I stopped him when he really followed me behind.
"What are you doing?" as a nice senior, I still tried to keep calm.
"I wanted to see all the applicants,"
"Who said you could do that?"
"I want to make sure they are not even better than me,"
Huh. Such a narcissist. "I have your number, I will let you know the result if you're selected, or you can wait at the announcement later,"
"But I don't have yours," he pulled out his phone and threw it to me. What a nice move to ask for a number.
"You will have it once I text you," I returned the phone.
"I can't wait. I have anxiety disorder, that's not good for my health,"
I looked at him, suspiciously. I did not believe anything he said. He had that prankster look. I knew he just teased me.
"No, just count the sheep if you can't sleep tonight,"
"Can't I call you instead? I don't like dreaming sheep,"
"Hey," I called him. "You're aware I am way older than you, and I am the one that will determine whether you're passed or not, right?" that meant, once you messed with me, you're no to go.
"Hey, trust me, you need me. What about this, you give me your number, then we will have a trial first, if I fail, then it's okay, you can select anyone as you wish,"
I frowned. Something felt not right, but I couldn't identify it at all. It's like I was manipulated by him already. I had no way to reject him for now, so I just gave him my number.
"Eh? Not ringing?"
I gave him the wrong number intentionally. But I didn't expect him to call right away.
"My battery is dead,"
"But it's connecting," he checked on me.
"Am I pressing a wrong number?" I took his phone one more time. This boy was not to mess. I bet he had a brain too.
But this time, he didn't call it again. It's as if he knew I gave him the right one. And I really gave him my number.
Only after when his friend called, then he sent me a goodbye. I was relieved after that. This boy would be a no, never.
But the other two were disaster. Was it really a trend to apply other person's names as a prank? Was it something funny to them?
After calling the other two, they simply refused to join and said that it's not them that applied.
Instead of taking out someone, now I needed anyone to fill the empty seat. It could be anyone but where should I find that kind of person?
But before I even had to think on how to look at first, someone knocked the door and peeked at the room.
"Excuse me," he did not even let his body part to come inside. I could only see his head at the door. "I saw the poster on the wall that you're recruiting team for a quiz competition. Is it still open?"
"Yes," I could not hide my excitement. Finally I found someone who was willing. "Come in let me interview you first,"
He sat in front of me as I instructed. He had a good manner, well, my first impression was already satisfied.
"I never saw your face before, which class are you from?"
So his name was Heinrich, a transfer student that moved in to the city just a week ago. He said he had participated in similar competition and won 3rd place. I was ecstatic to hear that, it meant I found a gem.