chapter sixty-one: love me like he didn't

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LOVE ME LIKE HE DIDN'T

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LOVE ME LIKE HE DIDN'T

LOVE ME LIKE HE DIDN'T

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trost private school

levi didn't pause to interrogate the situation. he didn't demand context. he just moved.

the second petra whispered your name, his body obeyed some ancient instinct, one that cared less about protocol or consequence, and more about you.

the bathroom door exploded open with the force of his urgency, hinges screaming against tile.

empty.

"shit."

his boots thundered across the linoleum, each step a thunderclap. he tore down the hallway like a soldier possessed, flinging open classroom doors without so much as a knock, ignoring startled glances and alarmed protests. with every vacant room, frustration sharpened its teeth.

until he saw you.

outside.

framed through a narrow pane of glass, a vertical slit of clarity in the chaos. you sat beneath the courtyard's oak trees, spine bowed, shoulders trembling.

levi's lungs emptied.

relief hit fast, disappearing even faster. because the closer he got, the more he saw. and the worse it felt.

trost private parking lot

you looked damaged in slow motion. you weren't crying. you weren't raging. you simply looked pale, as if someone had turned the lights off inside and left without explanation.

levi despised that look. hated that he couldn't erase it.

"(y/n), what are you doing here?" his demand cracked the quiet like a whip. it was too harsh, even for him.

your leer remained on the cracked pavement."i didn't want to stay home."

levi's grimace deepened."so you come here and puke your guts out instead? you look like shit."

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