Intro. The air in the classroom froze as he entered, but for Ella, time just stopped. It wasn't just the surgical precision of his movements or that dark suit that embraced a body forged in an invisible discipline; it was the pure authority that emanated from each of its scarce 160 centimeters. Levi Ackerman slammed his briefcase onto the desk, and as he looked up, his gray eyes—cold, lethal, and strangely beautiful—swept across the room. Elena felt a leap in her chest. There was something fascinating about her obsessive neatness, the gallant but aloof way in which she held her teacup, and that deep voice that demanded a perfection that she, with her messy hair and chaotic notes, had never known. As he dictated the rules with a severity that made others tremble, she could only think of how incredibly handsome this man was, so small but so immense in presence.