Akira was waiting anxiously at the reception of Delphi office at Brooklyn . Even though she was an academically brilliant student, she was still feeling very nervous . She was biting her nails and was shuffling through her resume every now and then . She had to make it through because a source of steady income was really important for her right now apart from industry experience .

Akira was wearing a turquoise blue formal s.h.i.+rt and a grey pencil skirt . The whole attire made her look very sharp and poised . She was wearing black kitten heels because she knew that normal heels were not her forte .

The receptionist looked at her kindly and smiled because she had seen many such nervous candidates who would be panicking to their maximum, before the interview . She went to Akira and asked her-

"Miss Akira, do you need water or something?"

"Umm . . no thanks," replied Akira .

The receptionist nodded and she was about to turn back to go to her seat when Akira asked her,

"Do I look extremely nervous . "

The receptionist smiled back at her after hearing her question and said, "It's totally human to feel nervous before an interview . Don't worry you will do good" .

Akira saw the receptionist going back to her seat, and decided to regain her nerves . The kind words from the receptionist had calmed her a bit . She stood up straightened her skirt and took a small walk around . Then she picked up her phone and called Vikram .

"Hey, how is it going?", asked Vikram .

"Nothing much . I am just waiting for my interview to start" Akira replied .

Vikram could sense that she was a bit nervous . She was super angry with him because of the incident that had happened yesterday but still, she called him . So it was a clear indicator that her nerves were all jittery . So he decided to distract her and talked about all random stuff . Within a couple of minutes, she was back to normal .

"Thanks", Akira said to Vikram .

"For what?", Vikram asked .

"For being there for me . I know you are very busy right now but you always make time for me . Hope I can do the same for you . " Akira said very sincerely .

"Ok if you want to do something for me then rock the interview ok?", Vikram said .

"Ha Ha will try", said Akira and disconnected the call .

Akira returned back to her seat and gave another cursory glance at her resume . Just then the receptionist received a call . After disconnecting the call, she asked Akira to follow her . She took Akira upstairs to Mr . Raymond's cabin and indicated that she could go in for the interview .

Akira slightly knocked on the door and waited for permission to enter . A few seconds later she heard someone say - "come in" . The voice had authority but it was quite calm at the same time . She pushed the door open and went inside . She had literally no idea how her life was going to change the very next second .

She saw Raymond sitting in front of him . His aura was breathtaking . He looked totally dapper in his navy blue suit . His hair was impeccably styled with not even one strand going astray . His face, his jawline was so perfect that probably G.o.d himself had spent a good amount of time chiseling him out .

Akira kept gawking at him with unflinching dedication . Of all the people who could have interviewed her, it was him . She was having a surge of a mixture of emotions . Happiness, surprise, relief, all these elements came rus.h.i.+ng towards her . His smoldering eyes and intense gaze was scanning her from top to bottom .

This very person had left a big impression on her during their fateful flight journey, but right now she was standing in total shock, totally smitten by his charm . A part of her wanted to ask him why he left without even saying a proper bye . But another part of her did not want to accept that he mattered to her . She didn't want to acknowledge that his presence alone was making her weak in her knees .

Raymond saw her standing all frozen near the door . She looked way more delicate and feminine than he remembered . She gently tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and started looking down in a very demure way . Raymond understood that she was as much shocked as he was and a smug smile spread on his face, but he was determined not to let his guard down, so he recomposed himself and said in a grave tone-

"Please take a seat, Ms . Akira" .

Reality dawned upon Akira when she heard him calling her name . She straddled towards the chair and before sitting down she extended her hand for a handshake and said

"Good afternoon sir!!! "

Raymond looked at her but didn't bother to shake her hands . Akira felt really weird with the way he behaved . She sat on the chair opposite him and started thinking about all the possibilities .

"Do I somehow repulse him?" .

"Is he germophobic?" .

"Have I irked him somehow that he left without saying a bye?"

Akira was waiting anxiously at the reception of Delphi office at Brooklyn . Even though she was an academically brilliant student, she was still feeling very nervous . She was biting her nails and was shuffling through her resume every now and then . She had to make it through because a source of steady income was really important for her right now apart from industry experience

.

Akira was wearing a turquoise blue formal s.h.i.+rt and a grey pencil skirt . The whole attire made her look very sharp and poised . She was wearing black kitten heels because she knew that normal heels were not her forte

.

The receptionist looked at her kindly and smiled because she had seen many such nervous candidates who would be panicking to their maximum, before the interview . She went to Akira and asked her- .

.

"Miss Akira, do you need water or something?" .

.

"Umm no thanks," replied Akira

.

The receptionist nodded and she was about to turn back to go to her seat when Akira asked her, .

.

"Do I look extremely nervous . " .

.

The receptionist smiled back at her after hearing her question and said, "It's totally human to feel nervous before an interview . Don't worry you will do good"

.

.

Akira saw the receptionist going back to her seat, and decided to regain her nerves . The kind words from the receptionist had calmed her a bit . She stood up straightened her skirt and took a small walk around . Then she picked up her phone and called Vikram

.

"Hey, how is it going?", asked Vikram

.

"Nothing much . I am just waiting for my interview to start" Akira replied

.

.

Vikram could sense that she was a bit nervous . She was super angry with him because of the incident that had happened yesterday but still, she called him . So it was a clear indicator that her nerves were all jittery . So he decided to distract her and talked about all random stuff . Within a couple of minutes, she was back to normal

.

"Thanks", Akira said to Vikram

.

"For what?", Vikram asked

.

"For being there for me . I know you are very busy right now but you always make time for me . Hope I can do the same for you . " Akira said very sincerely

.

"Ok if you want to do something for me then rock the interview ok?", Vikram said

.

"Ha Ha will try", said Akira and disconnected the call

.

.

Akira returned back to her seat and gave another cursory glance at her resume . Just then the receptionist received a call . After disconnecting the call, she asked Akira to follow her . She took Akira upstairs to Mr . Raymond's cabin and indicated that she could go in for the interview

.

.

Akira slightly knocked on the door and waited for permission to enter . A few seconds later she heard someone say - "come in" . The voice had authority but it was quite calm at the same time . She pushed the door open and went inside . She had literally no idea how her life was going to change the very next second

.

She saw Raymond sitting in front of him . His aura was breathtaking . He looked totally dapper in his navy blue suit . His hair was impeccably styled with not even one strand going astray . His face, his jawline was so perfect that probably G.o.d himself had spent a good amount of time chiseling him out

.

.

Akira kept gawking at him with unflinching dedication . Of all the people who could have interviewed her, it was him . She was having a surge of a mixture of emotions . Happiness, surprise, relief, all these elements came rus.h.i.+ng towards her . His smoldering eyes and intense gaze was scanning her from top to bottom

.

.

This very person had left a big impression on her during their fateful flight journey, but right now she was standing in total shock, totally smitten by his charm . A part of her wanted to ask him why he left without even saying a proper bye . But another part of her did not want to accept that he mattered to her . She didn't want to acknowledge that his presence alone was making her weak in her knees

.

Raymond saw her standing all frozen near the door . She looked way more delicate and feminine than he remembered . She gently tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and started looking down in a very demure way . Raymond understood that she was as much shocked as he was and a smug smile spread on his face, but he was determined not to let his guard down, so he recomposed himself and said in a grave tone- .

.

"Please take a seat, Ms . Akira"

.

.

Reality dawned upon Akira when she heard him calling her name . She straddled towards the chair and before sitting down she extended her hand for a handshake and said .

.

"Good afternoon sir!!! " .

.

.

Raymond looked at her but didn't bother to shake her hands . Akira felt really weird with the way he behaved . She sat on the chair opposite him and started thinking about all the possibilities

.

"Do I somehow repulse him?"

.

"Is he germophobic?"

.

"Have I irked him somehow that he left without saying a bye?".