"The World I Live In" Levi x Reader

Chapter 33

The next day, I was walking down the hallway. I wanted to relax today, so many things were happening. Although it's only one. Anyway, I decided to whistle. But the problem is, I can't whistle, so I just blew air out my mouth.

Then I saw Levi walking down the same hallway. I got nervous and looked at the flat landscape beside me, as I walked. Weirdly, our shoulders bumped. That got me startled, and without thinking, I ran down the hall, until he was out of sight.

"Phew, that surprised me."

I leaned against the wall. Everything's become awkward now. I made a pouty face. Screw me, why did I have to blabbering yesterday. *Sigh*

"(Y/n)!"

It was Eren.

"H-Heyy."

Eren was now standing in front of me.

"Want to...hang out?"

"Sure," I replied.

Along the hallway, Mikasa tagged along. And we went to the town. I'm in my normal clothes again. Eren wore his brownish shirt and pants. Mikasa wore a white shirt with her red scarf over her neck. With a light reddish brown skirt. We didn't have any money, so we just walked around.

I wanted to give myself some space. But my head was filled with him, Levi. I just need some time away from him, I thought.

As we entered the town, I saw a group of kids. One was isolated from the others.

"What are you looking at?" Eren asked.

I pointed with my head.

"See that girl? She's being left out by the other kids."

"Let's go."

"Wait..over there?"

"Yeah," Eren said, already moving.

Mikasa grabbed Eren by his shirt. "What are you going to do, Eren?"

"Tell them to play with her, of course."

"Look at them, do you think they want to play with her?"

"But we can't just leave her like that."

"Hold on, guys. Let me go over there," I said.

"Okay," Mikasa said.

Even stayed silent as he watched. I walked over to the little girl.

"Hey."

The girl didn't speak, she just stared warily at me.

"What's wrong? You can talk to me."

The girl seemed to be thinking, until she finally spoke.

"...m-my mom said...to not speak with strangers."

"Why?"

"Because they might do something to me."

"I may be a stranger, but I won't do anything to you."

"How do I know?"

"I'll show you."

I walked over to the group of kids. I asked them why they aren't playing with that girl. They told me that her family is bad, so their parents told them to not hang out with her.

"Why is her family bad?"

"I don't really know," a boy said,"I think her dad hits people, because one time, he tried to hit me."

"And I'm scared of her and her family, too," another kid said, a girl.

"Hit you..." I whispered under my breath. Why does that sound so familiar? All of a sudden, a image of a man, whose face that I can't really see, holding a piece of wood. He was trying to hit someone, but I can't remember who.