Levi X Reader One-Shot Stories

Levi x Third Wheel Reader

My God
I...I know I'm a Lil piece of shit
For ignoring you guys
Sorryyyyyyy
But I'm totally back
Ish
Hehe
Anyway, hope yall didn't give up on me

Here's a story that absolutely reflects my life, (except for the end, that is)
Enjoy ^_^
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I always go to school early in the mornings because I like the quietness of the early morning. That's until an hour passes and more people start to appear, loudly chatting away about how exciting their lives are and who's life is going through drama.

But the most trending topic is the topic of boyfriends, relationships etc.

Jeez, it hurts me deep down you know.

Like, a tiny percent.

For the most part I just don't care about that kinda thing anymore.

Not because I don't wanna care.

I simply have no choice.

I can't even escape this reality because ALL of my friends are WAYYY more gorgeous than I ever dream to be.

And you guessed it, they all have boyfriends.

And come on I mean, if you're a 17 year old high schooler who has never been confessed to, kissed or even had a male bestie, wouldn't you give up too?

I used to want to get attention from the opposite sex, but I realized that only delinquents and horny teenage guys try to seek my attention.

So I gave the fxck up.

I literally stopped caring about my looks actions and appearance in public because I know that no cute, ambitious, nice guys would notice me.

So whatever right?

Aww I strayed from the point.

Yeah so white day is tomorrow and well, it's just another day for me (shocker). I'll be honest and say I don't expect to get anything this year, just like every other year at this high school.

Plus I didn't give anyone any chocolates on valentine's day so...

Ahh if only.

"Yo (F/N)," a voice called.

"Eh?" I turned to the voice's owner, which was Levi Ackerman, the class rep.

I'll admit, I do have a slight crush on him, but that's waaay in the back of my head. I'm not even gonna attempt to ask him out. He's way too perfect for a girl like me.

"Oh hey wazzup?" I greeted in the most natural tone I could.

"Nothing, I want to know-uh-i-if you have yesterday's English notes, " he said with a somewhat pained expression.

"Uh, sure?"

So many questions.

Why is the smartest, most diligent kid in the class-no school, asking me for notes?

Why is the Levi Ackerman stuttering?

There could only be one explanation.

"Are you sick Levi?" I asked, passing my book. "A fever perhaps?"

"What? No I'm not sic- you know what? Nevermind," he said and walked away.

"Uhh, okay? " I shrugged.

"(F/N)! Morning, " Sasha came over to my desk, happily munching a pack of pocky.