Golf academy

Camelot Academy, renowned as the training ground for the world's most prodigious golfers, maintained a constant and fierce competition among its three locations (Japan, the United States, and the United Kingdom). In the academy's majestic British Campus, the atmosphere that morning was palpably tense. All of them—boys and girls—aspiring to master the driver and the putter, were gathered in the main practice hall.
Professor Tristan, head of the elite group at the UK headquarters, a man with a formidable reputation for his exacting standards and keen eye for talent, cleared his throat. His announcement cut through the murmur of conversations.

PROFESSOR TRISTAN:
(In a cool, professional tone)

"Listen. As you know, our institution is constantly searching for the purest talent. That's why we've approved a last-minute exchange transfer from Camelot's other division in Japan. The goal is simple: for our new student to assess the level of training here before the Camelot Cup."

The mention of the Japanese branch, a breeding ground for players with almost robotic precision, made the students' eyes widen with a mixture of surprise and suspicion. They knew that any player sent from there would be a formidable opponent, regardless of gender or age. Whispers erupted: A transfer? Who would it be? Would they be as bad as the rumors said about the Japanese?

Professor Tristan raised his hand, silencing the crowd. A few seconds later, the creak of the heavy wooden door opening echoed through the room. Everyone froze. Their heads turned in unison toward the entrance.

Framed by the imposing light coming from outside, with the silence of absolute expectation surrounding you, you entered the Camelot Academy training room, ready to demonstrate the level of the other division...