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The fresh smell of newspaper filled the small apartment. Bolded letters in black, the fresh ink stained my fingers as I picked one up. The smell of coffee stuck to the white walls, I could hear it boiling in the kitchen. A small smile flickered on my lips as I looked down at my perfectly angled picture, the black and white picture of Levi Ackerman, his back turned to the camera. His hands casually placed in his front pockets, I could see the flash in the corner of his eye. The picture took seconds before he turned to me, I couldn't place the look. "What do you have there?" I heard Armin's soft voice ask as he picked up the paper, I lost my smile as a small smudge moved through the picture from Armin's thumb. He didn't notice. "Oh, hey, you wrote this one didn't you?" Armin looked down at my name underneath the title, the articles bold title ran through my mind. Levi Ackerman: The World's Most Successful Businessman or Criminal?
Chapter One: The Article
