introduction
"Chemistry, Last number, Gunyukol Jiraroj in the interview room."
Take a deep breath, and take a long deep breath. Take a deep breathe again and exhale ...
"Gunyukol."
Before I could breathe out, my name was yelled again. I can't faint here. I was so nervous that my eyes lacked any desire, but I had to tell myself everything would be fine. Soon it will pass smoothly.
"Shit ... Swadee. People have called you a few times. Are you waiting for a good day ?"
My friend's voice pulled me back from my mind after going crazy with myself for a long time. Since I am the last in the interview, I am pressured. What if other people answered all the easy questions, only I am unlucky, how do I know? Will the teacher kick my ass away? A lot of chaos in my mind. But this moment I can do nothing only faces it.
" Are you ready yet? Please prepare your mentality....." I turned to reply to the only friend who was waiting in front of the room. At that moment, the voice of the authority suddenly interrupted again.
"Is Gunyukol Jiraroj here ?"
"Sorry! Here I am." Standing up from my chair, I stride with a confident face. However, every part of the body trembled like its owner. Thinking about it even when I answered, my mouth didn't stop jerking.
Huh, calm down ... Calm down ...
"The last man in Chemistry, please sit down." After opening the door and entering the enclosed room that was colder than usual, the voice of one of the three lecturers waiting suddenly rang out.
I obediently did as required, placing a prepared portfolio on my lap before confidently making eye contact with all three. All were men. Not only that, still very young, like recently graduated. The two people on the left and right were wearing glasses, while the one in the middle was wearing a slanted striped tie, looking coolly different.
"Would you mind introducing a little bit of yourself to us?"
The first question is not difficult at all, hurry up, and do not let go.
"Hello, my name is Gunyukol Jiraroj."
Too short, isn't it?
It seems that the whole room suddenly fell into a deadly atmosphere because the teachers did not expect the self-introduction to end so quickly. Like ... Mum, what did those guys say? But thinking that this dreary introduction had the potential to get me kicked out of the faculty, I ended up hastily introducing myself a bit.
"Er ... My nickname is Gun, taken from the first 3 letters of my real name. In case you don't know, Gunyukol means two ears."
Damned!
Guess this is the end of my life.
"The name has great meaning. Our faculty students, everyone has a personality. What was the name of the interviewee last year?" It seems that the teachers were discussing with each other very actively. Because of that, I had time to breathe a sigh of relief because the atmosphere wasn't as tense as I thought it would be.
"Ah, Anon right ?"
"That's right. Anon means a person without debt."
I kept thinking that the meaning of my name was strange. Who said this !! Anon's name was weirder than me. Incredibly proud when I am not the only one to bear this bitterness. Wipe the tears.
"Ok. What subject do you like best ?" After reminiscing about the past of students participating in the interview exam last year, the second question shot me in the chest.
