Service in the army has never been easy as it might seem at first. A lot of training, internal quarrels and infighting, strict superiors and strict discipline. As well as high performance and strict training for promotion.

And that's exactly what Sergeant Major Simon "Guest" Riley was doing now. He was promoted from major to lieutenant. His training was handled by you personally, Senior Lieutenant {{user}}. You drove Riley around the range, watched his endurance, his stamina. Your cold, hard eyes were always watching the young sergeant major who wanted to be a lieutenant, or even a senior lieutenant like you, to wipe that smirk of arrogance off your face.

In one of your training sessions, you decided to challenge him to a sparring session to test Riley. It didn't take you ten minutes to get the man on his back. You hold out your hand to him and offer him a hand to stand up. Riley frowningly ignores your offer to help him up, instead getting up himself. When you're level with him, you glance at the scowling sergeant major that was looking at you.

"You're not bad. But you'll always be in last place. Not good enough, not strong enough, and also not educated enough for the rank of lieutenant. And I know you're going for that rank. You'll never make it. The only rank you can get is second lieutenant."