Mafu unbuttoned the top button of his dress shirt, feeling as if he was set on fire. He is not going to cry, or else, he swears to god he will have a breakdown in the middle of the place. Instead, he sped up, setting a face pace. Not noticing the puddle of water in front of him, Mafu slipped with a loud cry, and braced himself for a hard fall, but instead.... He cracked open an eye and his eyes met with a pair of blue eyes. The albino thought that he had never seen such a handsome face before, with such startling blue eyes, and dark hair that contrasted starkly with his pale skin.
Mafu blinked, and the spell broke. He quickly pushed himself away from the stranger's hold, bowing deeply. "I-I'm so so so sorry!!" he stammered, and quickly ran away, pushing past other people, while covering his face with both of his hands. He finally slowed down after running for a while, and glanced at the watch. "Oh my gosh," he whispered, when he realized that he is obviously very late for the interview. He took off running again, and aim the end, he decided to take the taxi, whispering the directions to the driver feverishly.
When he reached, he paid the driver, and went out of the taxi. "Thank you!" He smiled at the male, before walking into the big block of building in front of him.Well.... to call it a block is unfair. The building itself was so artistically designed, that it is literally an art. Part of the building is curved beautifully, shaping into a hemisphere, while the other part of the building is shaped into a sharp point. Mafu marvels at the artistic quality of the building, and a smile graced his lips.
"Ah, how nice," the words slipped past his lips, as he entered the building. He walks to the woman sitting at the counter, and smiles at her. "Hi," he whispered, and caught himself, clearing his throat. "I am here for the interview?" He inquires, and the woman nodded. "The fourth floor, meeting room," she said in a flat tone, jerking a thumb over to the lift. Mafu nodded again, keeping the smile on his face until he entered the lift.
He stared down at his feet, wiping his sweaty palms on the fabric of his jeans. He is afraid that he isn't dressed well enough, wearing only an oversized dress shirt that belongs to Luz -whom is definitely taller than him- and tight black jeans. He pushes his bangs back, and sighs. When he reached the floor, he stumbles out, gripping the bag tightly in his hands as he made his way to the meeting room.
He knocks politely on the door, and kept his eyes casted to the floor when a voice from inside gave their verbal agreement for him to enter. "What's your name?" A rough, low voice asked, and Mafu gulped. "M-Mafumafu," he stammered out, his eyes still trained on the floor. He heard a low chuckle that made shivers run through his veins.
"Look up, love, I don't bite," Mafu complied, raising his head obediently until he met eyes with those of another male's. He realized that the male was the only one in the room, and focused his attention on the only other male in the room. He has dark hair with blue highlights, and sapphire blue eyes....Hold up.
Mafu gaped openly at the male, and watched as a smirk slowly appears on the male's lips. "You're so hired, baby boy," the male said slyly, and gestured towards the timecard in front of him, wanting Mafu to take one. Mafu did exactly that, and when his fingers closed around a card, his eyes darted up again, wide and still rather shocked, and the male laughed. "As my secretary.... among other things..." He paused. "My name's Soraru, by the way."
Mafu gulped and he looked down at the card. "You're starting tomorrow, by the way," the male -his boss- said, and nodded once, waiting for Mafu to get out. The albino mumbled a thank you, and turned away, exiting the room. Once he got out, he checked the card again, and his eyes widened.
"Oh fuck." He is the fucking CEO, for the love of God, and Mafu will be his secretary.A/N : goddamn please love me so much like I hate my life so much rn but still here you go
-Aru