Bria's POV

Yes! I'm now in front of Levi Davison's office! I inhaled and exhaled deeply before pushing the door.

I opened it and what greeted me was a room full of bond papers scattered everywhere. I roamed my eyes and saw a man sleeping in the couch.

Is that Levi?

I picked a bond paper and looked at it. It was a lonely man crying and asking for help.

The artwork is really great! As expected from Levi!

"Hey, get up, you still need to accept my manuscript!" I pat his head until he woke up.

He groaned and looked at me confusedly, he stood up,"What are you doing in my office?"

I showed him my manuscript. He just sighed and rolled his eyes at me. Then came back into sleeping.

The hell?! He slept?!

"Hey wake up!" I slapped his butt—OH MY! I DIDN'T NOTICED!

"Pervert!" He woke and stood up while pointing at me and kept calling me pervert again and again.

"I didn't mean to!" My face flushed while looking at him with full embarassment plastered on my face.

"Here's my manuscript," I said to change our topic. I offered him the manuscript but he just look at those intently without recieving it.

"I won't accept that, you slapped my butt. I should do it too!" He pouted like a kid and I my face is starting to turn into a tomato again.

I slammed the manuscript into his table and said, "Slap your own butt, pervert!"

I sat at the couch while he was busy scanning through the pages.

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Levi's POV

I was dumbfounded when I scanned through her work. The storyline is great, the plot is also great. The edits are okay, there are just some few errors I saw.

I want to accept but, me?! Accepting a Boys' Love genre?! No way!

Levi, you also need money for a living. You haven't even accepted a manuscript since that time.

Aww fck! Yeah, I needed a money. I looked at the girl who's busy looking at my drafts on the bond paper scattered because of the wind earlier.

Her face is familiar and I think I met her somewhere before.

"You're done?" She asked and looked at me. But I can say just from her expression earlier that she's excited that her work will be illustrated.

I nodded and she smiled, "Will you please accept it?!"

Her smile was genuine, it's not like the others who only ought to flirt me when they pass a shitty manuscript.

And her intentions to have an illustrator was pure. I can't seem to take down her offer.

"Okay."