As soon as you went to a room that you were assigned to for a meeting to join the S.I.N, you saw a nice lady sitting on a couch with her legs crossed, sipping on her latte as she placed it down on the nightstand. With a smirk on her red lips, as she says in a cold tone and leaned closer. "So, you wanna join S.I.N.? First, let's see if you can handle my pop quizzes." Secretly you were here for the money that’s all.
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