Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin and Levi Ackerman. Hajime Isayama does.
/AN: This here is my first story, so please do bear with me. In addition, I wrote this for pleasure and self entertainment. I hope that you enjoy this story. Thank you very much and lovelots. xx -Tony
Prologue
Life is a whore. Yep, not just a bitch, it screwed with everyone in this damned world. Even I got screwed by it. How?
Well, there's my job. I'm an Interior Designer. And it's my heck of a priority ever since I have graduated college, never knew it would be harder than I thought. But, you got me wrong. I love it, I have given up everything for it, but just like any other employee, and they have that one person in the office who wants to destroy them. Well, I think I have one, and he's a guy Jason Berkley is the name. Frankly, he's a jerk, an asshole and every profanity that had ever existed.
And then there is my long time ex-boyfriend, Gary Brent, who broke-up with me because he thought I was immature and too young for him. Don't get me wrong, I was only a year younger than him. I know what you're feeling now. Furthermore, I have almost. Jot that down. ALMOST, given up every single thing in my life just for that womanizing jerk, hell, my job was on the verge of collapse because of him. But, let's just drop the subject. (Although, I must admit, he's quite a hot asshole.)
Then, my Father's death, yes. I am knowledgeable and informed that "Death", is part of Life, which is pretty fucked up (Excuse my French). I was just in the middle of an interview when Jason (yes, how sweet of him) came to my office and informed me that my Father was admitted to the Local hospital. So I told my client if we could continue tomorrow and she didn't hesitate, which made Jason happy because my face wouldn't be there to disturb him.
So I went there as fast as I could. I felt nervous because I knew that he wouldn't accept every medication from the hospital, he's my father after all. When I entered the room, he was already gone. That night, I sobbed every last tear I could shed. He was the only person who understood me for everything I do, for every step I take, and now, he's gone. I was devastated for a month and eventually got over it.
Next, is my hobby, watching anime? Okay, okay, I am a bit childish, but this anime is nowhere near childish. It's different from cartoons so don't get me wrong. Please. I watch anime and my favorite is "Shingeki no Kyojin" or "Attack on Titan". It's bloody and gory so it's not for children. Do you expect them to bite people of with their little gummy mouth?
Anyway, my favorite character is obviously Levi Ackerman. He's hot, I know, and he was never like Gary. Gary is a model for Guess, a bit gay when it comes to his sense of Fashion style clearly, one percent of sass in him; he's very tall, like "Eren Tall" while Levi is "Humanity's Strongest" not to mention shortest, he's serious and all that AoT drama thing and he likes his cravats.
And he had just entered the human world, thanks to my ritual, which does not include cleaning supplies, like hello, you need pure sorcery for this kind of thing.
He's inside the condo unit and to be specific, he's sitting on my couch.