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2 - Something Familiar
You stood below the enormous skyscraper that overlooked the quaint yet bustling cityscape - it's structure intimidating everyone and everything that got trapped within its shadow. The realisation that you were about to interview for a job at a multi-billion dollar company as an assistant for the current CEO dressed in a hand me down blouse and heels that were too small for your feet suddenly dawned on you, and you couldn't help but self consciously pick at your outfit.
You were currently waiting for your friend, Hange, as she was your designated tour guide for the morning. You had gotten the job offer from her, the CEO being one of her closest friends (which you quite frankly didn't understand how Hange was able to make friends with the business elite considering her 'eccentric' personality) - the fact that she was already 15 minutes late didn't help your crumbling anxiety.
You sat yourself down at one of the nearest benches outside the building, your foot tapping nervously against the pavement - the sight of businessmen and women dressed head to toe in Gucci and Armani invaded your line of sight as you shivered against the cold morning air.
Where. The. Fuck. Is. Hange.
As if right on queue, the shrill sound of your name caught your attention - the scene of a figure stumbling their way through the crowd, their arm up in gesture running towards you. You internally winced at how someone could be so hyperactive so early into the morning. You waved back at her as she, quite literally, sprinted through the crowd towards you.
"Y/N! Good Morning," she greeted quite animatedly, "You're early!"
"Well, this is an interview Hange - you do need to be early if you want to set a good impression, especially in front of billionaire business moguls." You clarified as you got up from your seat, starting to make your way along with Hange through the crisp and clean revolving doors of the building - your anxiety slowly but gradually clambering its way up to your body.
"You don't have to worry so much Y/N!, this is Levi we're talking about - I'm sure he'll give you the job once he sees how good you are at it! Don't stress!" Hange exclaimed as her arms moved with elation as the two of you made your way towards the elevator.
Levi Ackerman.
The name, the man behind the name - Hange always made an effort to emphasise how mysterious Levi was, how could she not? The buzz that surrounded him was tremendous, he was a mystery. An enigma.
The interior of the ground floor of the building itself left you breathless, with stark white walls boxing in the intricate furniture - the heels of shoes that pattered their way towards and from the entrance failing in leaving even a dent on the floor. The faces that passed you by consisted of a mixture of stoic and content expressions that quietly greeted you and Hange.
"Do you know these people Hange?" You asked. Hange hummed subconsciously.
"I come here often to visit Levi, they know I'm friendly with him so they go out of their way for me, trying not to brag or anything but there are perks to knowing someone rich ya know? Like the feeling of awe as people pass you by." Hange finished as a quiet entered the space between the two of you, your eyes still taking in the magnitude of the building.
No-one knew where Levi Ackerman had come from - he had no connections whatsoever to any rich moguls or had any familial relations to any of the elite families. He was seemingly a nobody and then suddenly out of nowhere he rose out of the ashes and emerged as an envoy for the business world.
“Hange, it just came to me that you never told me how you exactly met Levi.” You enquired, Hange turning toward you - her face in contemplation.
”Well, as much as I can recall - I happened to meet Levi during the last few years in university, Erwin had introduced me to him - back then I didn’t know much about him, obviously - but still to this day I don’t know too much about him, he has confided in me a couple of times but I know there’s something more to him than he lets on.” She pondered as the two of you checked in for the interview.
That was more than I needed to know.
The business world feared the man, after all - how can someone seemingly with no connections to anyone or anything make his way up the ladder designated for the elite so quickly?
“Miss.L/N? Mr Ackerman will see you now.” The receptionist held the door open for you as you made your way in, sneaking a glance back at Hange who just gave you a thumbs up as a sign of good luck.
Levi. The name sounded so familiar yet so foreign.
“Mr Ackerman? My name is Y/N L/N? And I’m here for the job interview?”
Well, whoever he was - you needed the money, you needed a job. Desperately. And no matter how mysterious he was, you were going to. Fucking. Ace. This. Interview.
You starred at the back that faced you for a couple of minutes- the pristine material of the navy suit that fit just perfectly on his build worked to show off his lean yet muscular figure. His dark hair complemented the dark colour of the suit as it shone in the morning sun.
His posture alone reeked of confidence and intimidation, you suddenly felt smaller than you felt before when you stepped into the building.
He turned.
”Tch.” He looked you over a couple of times, his scrutinising gaze made you subconsciously fiddle with your fingers.
He was a god. If he wasn’t then it was clear he was sculpted by the gods - his angled chin gave his face a feminine quality that could lure even the most stubborn souls into his presence whilst his sharp cut eyes added to his intimidating stature - their cool-tones building a division between him and everyone else, his lips were the perfect shape and hue. His face gave off the feeling of abstruseness, it seemed to be still and stoic yet his eyes. His eyes.
The fiery emotion that once in a while glinted through his eyes shook you to the core.
They looked so familiar.
“Aren’t you going to sit down? I’d rather not have you waste my time standing up and staring at me like a fucking fish.”
Well.
That was rude.