(discontinued.) Levi x Reader One-Shots

Weird Connection | Smart!Levi x Smart!Reader

At the time this was written, I sprained my foot. XD oh well

Also, this was written in school LMAO

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God, I hate him. He's such a little fuck.

I sat in my chair, scooted up to the desk. Levi sat at the opposite side of the room, his hand writing at incredibly fast speeds. I rolled my eyes at his effort, myself writing substantial notes rather than copious notes.

He looked up from time to time, his raven strands of hair following the direction of the momentum.

"Alright, class. It's time to return the tests and share the test results like usual," Mr. Jaeger sighed, running a hand through his beautiful hair. "We will start with the people who broke the curve."

Gosh, I have a problem. Why do I think he's so cute? He's only 20ish, right? I'm only, like, (y/a). Yeah, that's acceptable.

"Levi Ackerman." Mr. Jaeger unsurprisingly announced, smiling at Levi, who looked back with a stoic expression painted on his face.

"(f/n) (l/n)." Mr. Jaeger smiled at me, making me melt into my seat and smile back. A blush began to fill up my cheeks.

"Congratulations you two. I will hand back tests. I decided not to share other scores, since the results for this test was unusually horrible." Mr. Jaeger sheepishly said, walking to each desk and giving tests back to the students.

I looked to my right, where Levi was sitting at across the room. I looked at him, and he put his pencil down and looked to his left; directly at me.

We glared into each other's eyes, not changing a single aspect of our faces.

We were school rivals. Everyone knew this, including the teachers.

"Now that everyone has gotten their test back, I will now present a special project." Mr. Jaeger cleared his throat before resuming. "This will be a group project; a group of two."

Goddamn it. I don't have any friends in this class, or any friends in general. And everyone is stupid.

"I have already assigned the partners working together. This will be a little experiment: the hard workers will work in pairs, and the least hard working will be in pairs. I personally want to see how well people work together." Mr. Jaeger explained, grabbing a piece of paper on his desk.

No. This cannot be happening.

"Okay, here are the groups. Jean and Eren."

"W-Wait, you can't put me with Jean!" Eren exclaimed to his dad from the back of the room.

(Quick A/N: No, not Grisha. This is Eren and Eren Jr.)

"I swear to god Eren, if I hear you complaining about this at home I'll give you an F for the whole semester. And no internet. And no food. So shut the hell up." Mr. Jaeger irritatingly said, earning a whole class full of laughter.

"Anyways," He cleared his throat. "Connie and Sasha."

You could hear their cheering and you can just feel their celebratory dance.

"Reiner and Marco."

"Ymir and Annie."

"Olou and Krista."

"Armin and Mikasa."

"Erwin and Levi."

"Petra and (y/n)."