That Brat

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Levi's POV
That brat!
That brat!
THAT BRAT!

She thinks that she can just go around acting like she owns the school, joining any club she wants. Who is she anyway? I know what she is: a stupid, naive, little girl. She can't take a hint can she. And to think that I tried to help her. I tried to keep her from joining that club because I know she'd be dead by the first hour she's there. But nooooo. She had to be that independent woman, trying to take out all the Titans like a female version of that Eren Jaeger kid.

Y/N L/N

I stop in my tracks when I realize that I had been stomping the entire way down the hallway. I hope nobody saw that.

"Hey Levi, are you alright?" Damnit.

I sigh and turn around, my hand on my side. "Tch, I'm fine." I say in a bored tone. I stare at her up and down, "Your name?"

"Levi, you don't remember me?" She whines in an irritatingly high tone, "It's me, Petra!"

"Keep it down, would ya."

"Sorry. Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine!" I turn and continue walking down the hallway. I don't feel like dealing with another incompetent girl today. I'd rather clean. Yeah, that sounds good. Maybe I could clean up a few classrooms; they're always messy.

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