Fontaine Airport buzzed with its usual crowd, hundreds of people hustling and bustling within its confines. Some rushed towards security, fearing they might miss their flights, while others savored moments in cafes before departure. A few strolled leisurely towards the exit, reuniting with families and friends.
In the midst of the Parisian-clad individuals, a 6ft tall gentleman moved gracefully. He wore a blue vest over a white dress shirt and blue slacks, complemented by a long dark blue trench coat with gold lining. Onlookers couldn't help but be captivated by his handsomeness as they watched him move through the airport. A distracted young lady, engrossed in her phone call and clutching a coffee cup, accidentally collided with the stranger, spilling hot coffee all over herself.
"WHAT THE HELL!" Startled, the young lady looked up, only to find herself charmed by the stranger's appearance.
The man briefly glanced at her before redirecting his attention elsewhere.
"U-uh, sorry. I didn't see you there. I hope I didn't hurt you. I was on the phone, and..." the young lady apologized bashfully.
"You gotta be kidding me," the man retorted.
"WHAT?!" The lady looked at him incredulously.
Before she could say anything else, the man left.
"The heck was your problem? I was just—" the lady started, attempting to address him.
"Hey, relax. He wasn't talking to you," another person intervened.
"Excuse me?" The lady turned around to face another 6ft tall individual, this one with gay and green streeked hair, donning a black suit and a green tie. Speechless at his appearance, the lady bowed as the gray-haired man left to follow after his boss.
"Be careful of what you were thinking out loud. That woman was about to-" Alhaitham said "They can't be serious!" Neuvillette exclaimed, fuming with anger as he looked at a commercial his company produced.
"Can you even tell what product they're promoting? They just slapped a nobody on it and called it an ad."
"Yeah, you're right. I don't recognize him at all," Alhaitham said, agreeing while watching the ad.
"Find out whoever handled this. I want a name today," Neuvillette demanded, tearing his eyes from the ad to look at his secretary, Alhaitham, before leaving.
"Clear," Alhaitham sighed, feeling the weight of returning to Fontaine only to dive straight into work.
In the Fonatasia Research Lab, a food developer named (Y/N) was diligently working on different recipes for various products in their projects. Currently focused on finding innovative ways to make fish and chips, she experimented with different marinades for the fish.
While engrossed in her work, her phone rang. She swiftly removed her gloves and mask to answer the call.
"Hello, Monsieur Lyney? Oh! Already? I'm on my way! Got it!" she said hurriedly, grabbing her company ID and leaving the lab to head to the conference hall. As she made her way through the crowd, the distinct aroma of fish trailed behind her causing people to cover their nose as she made her way to her cowokers.
"Monsieur Lyney! Madame Lynette! Monsieur Friement! I'm here."
"Why are you so late?" Lyney said.
"I was busy working on the cod marinade for the fish and chips," Y/n replied, fixing her appearance.
"Take it easy, you..." Lyney was about to scold Y/n when he saw Friement sniffing, making him and Lynette do the same.
"My Celestia, you smell fishy!" Lyney exclaimed.
"Is it really that bad? I can't really tell," Y/n said, trying to smell herself.
"Woah, how could you not? Come here," Lyney said as he procured Lynette's perfume from thin air and sprayed Y/n with it.
"It's okay. It shows how hard you have been working on your research," Lynette said with a small smile.
Y/n leaned to hug Lynette, but Lynette gently pushed Y/n softly so that she didn't catch the fishy smell.
"Please take your seats, everyone," the PA announced as they were called inside the conference for President Neuvilette's inauguration ceremony.
As Y/n was about to sit next to Lynette, Lyney, and Friement, Lynette motioned for her to sit in a seat apart from them.
Lyney sighed and said, "I guess they were right about President Neuvilette; he really is a workaholic, straight from an office overseas. Not a single day of a break."
"You know what I heard? I heard he was actually really hot," Friement deadpanned, remembering what his friend Aerie from Research Department 1 had mentioned.
"I'm not really sure. He wasn't even there when I first started at the main branch, but you know, he can't be that handsome if that is his mother," Y/n said, jokingly.
Furina sat in the front row with the other executives, excited for her son to make his speech at the inauguration. The executives beside her congratulated her, now that her son would be the new president of the company.
From the back, Friement and Lyney took a look at Furina.
"Oh, maybe it's not true," Friement said as he leaned back, hugging his stuffed penguin.
"I also heard he's good looking and looks like a celebrity," Lynette added.
"Oh, the apple can't fall too far from the tree. He'll look okay at best."
"President Neuvilette will now make his inauguration address," the MC said, making everyone silent and straighten up, excited to see the president.
Everyone clapped as they saw a gray and green streaked-haired person making his way on stage, taking his place at the podium.
"Oh my god, he's so gorgeous," the girls in front of Y/n whispered.
"Wait, isn't that..." Lynette said.
Instead of Neuvilette on the podium, it was Alhaitham on stage. Furina looked at Alhaitham, glaring at him, expecting Neuvilette to be on stage.
"Thank you and welcome. My name is Alhaitham; I'm the company's chief secretary, and I'm here on behalf of President Neuvilette."
Everyone started whispering, confused as they thought he was the president.
"Chief secretary?" Y/n said questioningly.
"And I'm now going to deliver his inauguration address. To everyone who worked for today's inauguration ceremony, despite my former insistence on not having one, thank you very much. Going forward, I hope we prioritize business matters as opposed to meaningless events such as this one. I look forward to meeting you all in the near future. Thank you very much."
"Is that it?" Lyney said to Friement while Y/n giggled at how the president was such a character.
"This is amazing," Y/n thought.
"That would be all. Yours truly, President Neuvilette."
"I can't believe these arrogant little pricks! Oh, what are they thinking?" Furina said angrily, standing up and leaving the conference hall.
Everyone bowed as she left with her executives, and Alhaitham sneaked away, bowing to everyone first before leaving the stage.
"That's weird, so where is the president then?" Lynette said.
"I don't know, but all I can say is he sure is a character," Y/n said, giggling while shaking her head.
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