𝐌𝐫. 𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 [𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐎𝐢; 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐀𝐔]

|3| Interview

O i k a w a 

     Today's my interview. I'm so nervous and a tad bit stressed that I might not get hired. Makki keeps telling me that it's nearly impossible. Sometimes he really bugs me with how childish he acts, when he's screaming and fangirling over hot guys on shows. That fact alone makes Mattsun incredibly jealous and upset.

     I don't understand how Mattsun even deals with it. Nor do I understand how I'm able to deal with it. 

     "Mr. Iwaizumi will see you now." A young lady with black hair, almost purple, says softly with oddly no emotion. Okay, this is it, you can do this Tooru.. it's just an interview, nothing to be afraid of.

     I simply nod a thank you in response before standing up and following the woman to Mr. Iwaizumi's office. Private office's lining the corridor. White walls with black door frames, and a couple coffee stations along the way. 

     If I remember correctly, this girl's name is Kiyoko. Apparently she's dating a very adorable little blonde woman, and from what I've heard, she's very shy. 

     "His office is right there."

     "Alright, thank you, miss." With a nod, the woman walks away as I enter the office.

     This is one nice ass office, I must say. 

     I make my way to the chairs that are stat in front of the light down desk. Mr. Iwaizumi sitting in the chair behind it, a large shelf of books are other stuff behind him. He watches me as I sit down, triggering my anxiety a little bit. 

     "Name." He demands while flinging a pen around between his pointer finger and middle finger.

     "Tooru Oikawa." This is messing with my nerves. To keep my mind grounded, I fiddle around with the hem of my black striped and letter graphic polo shirt. 

     The dark brown haired man leans forward and sets his pend down before grabbing a file from his desk and setting it on the desk. I'm guessing that's my record.

     "Attended a high ranking high school in Utah, got all A's in every course, and had a good reputation with other students and faculty. Got accepted into a top tier University and majored in finance and literature... ended up graduating and then started working as a.. bartender." 

     AH EMBARRASSING! I only started working as bartender because no one would hire me in jobs like this. 

     I gulp and look up, my mouth suddenly becoming dry. Mr. Iwaizumi's expression stays stern, filling the room with more tension than there was before.

     "Well, you're reliable because of that record of yours. The only thing that's not impressive is the bartender thing. What on earth happened that put you in that position?" He asks, genuinely sounding curious.

     "Haha.. for some reason I was just never hired in any jobs like this one. I don't know what went wrong, but with that job and that job only, it was hard to keep food on the table. Let alone a roof over my head."

     His eyebrows and facial muscles relax, as if he was tense the entire time. I mean, I wouldn't blame him if he was. 

     "Tell me about you, Tooru. I like to know a bit about how my employees grew up so I can match them with the proper position. And so I know what I'm getting myself into if they have any kind of physical problems or any disorders." 

     Don't fuck up, Tooru. This is fine, I'm fine. Stay collected for as long as you can, it's okay. 

     "Well, I grew up with both parents, and two dogs. At a young age, I noticed that I liked to help around the house, and help my parents in any way I could. But then I started flunking mentally, and because of that, I was diagnosed with general anxiety and social anxiety. So being here right now, despite taking my medication, it's very overwhelming in a way."

     He nods, telling me that I'm listening. With that in mind, I continue.

     "I found out about this job because of my old high school friends, Makki and Mattsun. As you most likely know.. they're gay.. and.. I am too. I had one boyfriend in high school, but he was pretty much abusive towards me, so we eventually split."

     "Hmm.. you're hired. Do you mind starting right now as my assistant?" 

     What? I got hired? 

     "I- Heh.. not at all.."

     "Great. Could you go bring me some coffee?" He asks, looking up from the new stack of papers that he set on his desk. I nod and stand up and walk out of his office, only to see Makki and Mattsun waiting by the door.

     "What?" I ask, with one eyebrow raised. 

     Makki scowls at me, sending shivers down my spine with how hostile it is. Can he ever calm down? I don't really think so honestly. "Well? Was I right?" He asks, following me towards the break room where a coffee station is located. 

     "Tooru, tell him so he doesn't start freaking out from being ignored- you know how he is." Mattsun states, leaning on the black marble countertop with Makki impatiently groaning. I let out a sigh, and after I put all of the necessary stuff to make coffee, on the counter, I turn around.

     "Yes I got hired, but I don't want to hear your 'I told you so's', Makki." And with that, they're left speechless, obviously not seeing that sternness coming. I turn back around and start adding all of the coffee granules, creamer, a tad bit of milk, and French vanilla powder to already hot water in a cup.

     People always said that I make good coffee, but honestly, I'm not entirely sure as to why they think that. I did watch my mom make a lot of drinks when I was little, and eventually she started teaching me. When you do something for such a long time, the procedures kind of get stuck in your mind as a daily task.

     Especially measurements; you get used to it. 

     After I'm done, I swiftly turn on my heel and walk back to Mr. Iwaizumi's office. Stepping through the doorway, and walking over to his desk, I set the coffee on the desk. He leans back and takes the cup into his hands, before lifting it up to his face and taking a drink. 

     My eyes drift down to his light grey blazer over a black shirt and white tie. The way it hugs his torso, makes me a tad bit flustered. Broad shoulders, biceps.. stop it Tooru.

     "Damn, this is pretty good. Thank you." Mr. Iwaizumi thanks, looking up at me with a slight smile. Oh god, hello. 

     "Oh, could you go and run down to the front desk in the lobby, and hand these documents to Yachi? She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She should be there. If not, go find Yukio on the 9th floor and hand it to him." 

     "Oh, sure." He leans across his desk and hands me the documents. Turning around and walking out the door and down the hall to the elevator, I run my free hand through my hair. Ugh, please please be there Yachi, whoever you are. I don't look forward on meeting Yukio anytime soon.

     I sigh lightly, stepping onto the elevator and pressing on the 1st floor button. While descending, I can't help one thought that clouds my mind. 

     My new boss is hot.

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A/N: A little bit boring- I apologize. I'm currently working with a ton of stress because of school, despite the fact that I only go to school Monday through Thursday, for three class periods before lunch. I leave when lunch starts, and I'm only on the schedule because of my anxiety levels and how easy it is for me to break down.

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