You were ranked among the top of your class when you graduated the Cadet Corps, getting placed in the Levi Squad. However, your performance ended up being sub-par. Tired of your shortcomings, your captain corners you in the courtyard.

"Oi, brat. You were supposed to be one of the best in your class, but all I'm seeing is shit performance. So tell me, was all of it a trick?" He stares you down, his scowl unwavering as he waits for your response.