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(Y/N)~your name
P. O. V~point of view

Levi's P.O.V

"(Y/N), I need to talk to you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, breaking the heavy silence that hung between us like a mask.

Her eyes met mine, filled with a mixture of fear and concern.

"Levi, I need to talk to you," she said at the same time, her voice soft but firm.

We stared at each other for a moment, the weight of our unspoken words hanging heavy in the air between us.

"Go ahead," I said, gesturing for her to speak first.

She took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Levi, there's something I need to tell you," she began, her voice trembling slightly.

I felt a knot form in my stomach, a sense of dread settling over me like a dark cloud.

"What is it, (Y/N)?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

She hesitated for a moment, gathering her thoughts before speaking.

"I..." she paused, "Never mind, forget it" she held back.

"No." I said firmly as I held both her cheeks gently to face me.

"Please tell me, baby" I said, begging her.

"I," she hesitated,

"I like Hanji," she admitted, her words hanging in the air like a heavy weight.

I felt my heart sink at her confession, a surge of conflicting emotions washing over me like a tidal wave. "You... you like Hanji?" I repeated, my voice tinged with disbelief.

She nodded, tears shimmering in her eyes. "Yes, Levi. I like her," she replied, her voice filled with emotion.

"I'm sorry" she cried out.

"Hey, Hey" I said, making her face me.

"What are you sorry for?" I asked, smiling.

As I looked into (Y/N)'s eyes, her confession hanging heavy in the air between us, I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me.

It was like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, knowing that she trusted me enough to share her true feelings with me.

"You're not mad?" she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.

I shook my head, a smile spreading across my lips. 

"No, (Y/N)," I replied, my heart swelling with affection. "I'm not mad."

In fact, I felt a strange sense of happiness bubbling up within me, knowing that she trusted me enough to be honest with me about her feelings.

"I... I understand," I continued, my voice soft but sincere. "And I'm glad you told me."

(Y/N) looked at me with wide eyes, disbelief written all over her face. "You... you understand?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, reaching out to gently wipe away her tears. 

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