Ethan stepped into the giant building through its grand, revolving doors.
He immediately hated them.
'Why can't they just have normal doors?'
Ethan continued into the reception area wearing his usual outfit of a hoodie and sweatpants, his cigarette still resting casually between his fingers. He took another drag as he walked through the lobby, completely ignoring the looks he received from the employees and visitors around him.
A security guard quickly stepped forward.
"Sir, you can't-"
The man stopped when Ethan turned his head.
His eyes widened slightly as recognition dawned on him.
Ethan Crowe.
The B Rank Titled who had been appearing all over the news lately and was the head of the Association's Enforcement Unit. He immediately looked far less confident about stopping him.
Ethan took another slow drag from his cigarette before casually asking, "What floor's the big man on?"
"He's, um-"
Before the security guard could finish, a receptionist suddenly approached.
