Selene strolled confidently down the corridor, ready to hand in her application. At least, that was how she appeared. It was her goal to make it seem as though she already knew that she was guaranteed a job, like filing an application was just a formality.

Even if her application was denied, she planned to walk out of the Ministry as though she had gotten a job. After all, no one here knew her name; how would they be able to pick out her name from all of the others on the notice board?

She would not show weakness in front of strangers, lest they take her for a shrinking violet, as her diminutive height might suggest. No, confidence was key.

With that, she took a seat in one of the chairs, as though it were her throne, and waited for the results of her application to be announced.

Not that much later, she saw her name appear on the notice board. She had been accepted into the Department of Mysteries, the very Department she had been hoping for, and was assigned to work in the Time Room.

Smirking to herself, she rose from her seat. She had gotten the job! Instead of dancing around in a unusually hyper display of joy and victory, she merely glided out of the corridor the same way she had entered.