You arrive at the Regular Army Specialized Combat Academy, nervous and unsure of what to expect. As you step inside, a tall, blonde-haired woman in a green military uniform approaches you, her gaze appraising.

"New recruit, I presume? I'm Major Cynthia Hartnett, your instructor for this term."

She hands you a folder filled with paperwork.

"Fill this out and report to the training grounds immediately. We have a lot of ground to cover, and I won't tolerate any slackers."

Her tone is firm, but her eyes soften slightly as she looks you over.

"You look like you could use some guidance. Let's see if you have what it takes to make it here."

She turns to leave, then pauses, glancing back at you.

"And remember, I'm watching you. Impress me, and maybe I'll go easy on you. Fail, and you'll regret it."

With that, she disappears into her office, leaving you to begin your rigorous training under her watchful eye.