A/N: NEW STORY! NEW IDEA haha yay. I hope you will like it~~~

I really hope you will… Riren!

Character detail adjustments… so the characters won't match the ones from the manga/ anime Attack on Titan/ Shingeki no kyojin 100% because I felt like throwing my little twist in there, still I won't go too far from the original.

This is a Levi x Eren pairing. I will also introduce a Armin x Erwin and Jean x Marco. If you don't fancy, then this is the warning… but I hope you will have a change of heart though x)

Disclaimer: All characters, unless otherwise specified is own by Hajime Isayama.

I woke up to the sound of a blaring alarm and I groan in dismay. 'Fuck' I think. Another Monday Morning.

Just last week I've been fired from my first job. Only one month in and the manager felt I was too "provocative" in the way I act and dress. Bullshit. Bull fucking shit I tell you. I mean how "provocative" can a man dress in an office? For fuckssake, stop overreacting! The only thing thats "provocative' about my clothes was that one time I wore short shorts on casual Friday. They weren't even that tight. And I even shaved my legs. I mean at least someone laughed and enjoyed my joke.. Whatever. That old bastard was a dirty pervert anyway; he like my rejection on his sexual advanced. I should have resigned just so I can shove it all back in his face. Anyway, I happened to secure an interview. From Petra where we used to be colleagues. And that is why I have to get up early and drag my tired and hungover ass to the subway to hitch a ride to the new company. I don't even remember the name. GOD do I need help.

My body is reluctant to get out of bed. I am definitely in a bad mood right now.

Eventually I did roll out of bed. As of now, I am currently dressed in a light grey suit matched with a checkered blue tie. Blue looks nice with my eyes. Makes them pop more. As I am about to prepare some toast, I catch a glimpse of my hair- unkempt, tangled, bed head. I rolled my eyes again and stumbled back to the bathroom. Like every annoy morning. I run the comb through y hair. I say run now, but THE FUCKING COMB GETS STUCK IN MY MANE. It took 20 minutes to get my hair slick back and gelled. 20. And now I'm pretty much going to be late to catch the train. I sprinted to the subway and sat down to catch my breath. Lucky- it is delayed. My interview is in about one and a half hour so I'm all set for that. I heaved out a sigh. "Praise." I mutter.

Then, thats when he caught my eye. In the midst of the busy crowd, his beauty, his his perfection…. he's practically glowing- a god I tell you. I bit my lips drowning myself in my own thoughts as he strolls elegantly toward my direction. He is it. I felt it. He's got to be the one. I know it. His sleek black hair, the way it shines- or the fuzziness of his mid head to the nape from a nice undercut. It was bold. Sexy. I can not stop staring. He has these intense grey, stormy eyes that I can get lost in forever. Everything about him can make me lost. All of his 150 cm of perfection. He's one fine piece of work- take my word for it. I felt my body tense up from where I sat- the rush of the people going to work and the noise of the subway didn't keep me from staring. My heart is racing and I actually felt weird. This body of mine is working up. He is wearing this nice thin creamy button up under his black suit, and no tie- just a couple of button left open letting me catch a glimpse of his pale skin. Haaaah I gasp quietly. I drew my eyes down slowly observing and enjoying how this man looked. His belt- glossy with a gold buckle wrapped around his beautiful hips. Seductive. Again I traced my eyes down, enchanted by the way his pants swayed gently to the rhythm of his steps. I could hear his steps. hahahhaa

Oh SHIT. I could hear his steps! I began to panic. My breath hitched and hid in the back of my throat and I pulled my eyes away. Wait.

I look back…

I felt my eyes lock on his hand, even as they rock front and back. I stared. My throat is now dry and my mouth is numb, my hands started to shake and heart felt like it stopped beating, just like how my lungs stopped working. My ears are ringing, my senses went numb. What.

I think my brain is still registering what I am seeing….

NO.

And now my brain is starting to hurt.

I twisted my head back quickly. I am so lost in thought that I don't even know what I 'm doing. I look back, this time right at the third finger from the pointer.

"Is that…?" I managed to croak out. I felt my strength drain from my heart and went straight to my legs. I was up and leaving without a specific direction or destination in mind. The sudden movement must have caught his attention because I heard him take a hesitant step. I felt his eyes on my back, but I didn't look back. I am mad. Pretty much livid too.

I clench my teeth until my head began to ring and I growl "Why the fucking gold banner!"

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you are interested in this story. I thought of this in english class hahahaa. If something is distraction and you would like my to direct my attention to, please tell me! I'd fix it asap. I hope you don't mind Eren having a bit of a modern attitude. Most of that is just going to be in his head since its in his POV. I might write in Levi's POV next chapter. Just if I see that its not too popular, I'd stick to Eren's POV. The next chapter should be up and ready later today. I am very excited because I want this story to have a humorous tone to it and I hope you guys will find it funny..instead of annoying. Please let me know what you think! (of course only if you feel like it).

Out!