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Chapter 2: Confusion

Hanji's POV:

Levi ran and pushed through the small crowd of people that surrounded us.  I snouted his name but he never came back nor did he respond back. He just kept running. And, heaven knows where he could be.

The crowd of people started to disappear and went about with their daily lives. Some people were gossiping talking about the scene that just happened before their eyes. Most people didn't seem to care, as they just walked off to their classes early. Some were concerned which I could tell by their sympathetic faces.

I looked down at the ground. The small puddle of Levi's blood still marked the flooring. I looked over at the boy who bumped into Levi he was aimlessly staring at the puddle of blood that stained the white tiled floor. He must have felt really bad. I sighed and left the boy behind and decided to chase down Levi. 

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While I was running down the halls I walked past a bathroom where I heard a stifled curse word coming from one of the stalls which were loud enough for anyone who walked by to hear.

I slowly stepped inside the bathroom as my eyes studied the bottom of each stall looking for a familiar pair of feet. I saw one of the stalls had feet dangling on the bottom and I instantly knew that was the stall Levi shut himself in."Levi... You in there?" I asked as I knocked on one of the stalls

I received no responses from him. " Come on Levi... Why did you freak out back there? Please tell me... We have to get to class too but, you're barricading yourself in the restroom stalls" I whined. he still didn't respond. I groaned in irritation.

Before I could comprehend it the stall door slightly creaked open revealing the raven-haired boy I was looking for. His skin was ghost pale and his breathing finally calmed down to a more normal pace.

" Levi, what happened back there? Why were you panicking like that... All that boy did was get shoved into you and he did say sorry." I said. Levi only lowered his head in response.

If I could recall something similar like this happened before in the past. It was with this girl. She wen't by the name of Petra. 

I remember her from middle school. Me and her were the best of friends and we would spoil our deepest secrets to each other. One of her secrets was that she had a major crush on Levi. She said she was planning on confessing to him on Valentine's day which I thought was a great idea. so I decided to help her because I and Levi were friends since childhood and we practically knew almost everything about each other.

It was finally valentines day. The day she was going to confess her love to Levi. I watched from afar not wanting to distract Petra or make her anxious in any way. As I was watching petra confess I notice her grab and clutch both Levi's hands in her own tightly which made Levi pale to death.

towards the end of her confession, I noticed she tried to make an attempt at kissing Levi without any consent. But, to my surprise, Levi shoved her violently against the wall and used that as an attempt to run away.

Some teachers saw and thought they were fighting eachother. I remember that day Petra was so embarssaed and disappointed in herself. I don't remember Levi's facial expression clearly but, he had a panicked look on his face. similar to the panicked look he had with the kid who got shoved into him earlier.

The teachers were immediately rushing to Petra's side. Petra was against the wall rubbing her back roughly. strings of endless tears were streaming down her eyes. I thought she was crying because Levi rejected her but, actually what happened was that Levi shoved her against the wall so hard it caused a big ugly bruise to stain her back which made her cry in pain.

I ran over to check on her too and help her up by leaning most of her weight on my sides. More tears rolled down from her eyes to her rosy cheeks.

"Levi...what did I do wrong?" I remember her whispering.

After that day she stopped meeting me and Levi. for our year of 8th grade she moved schools and that was it. That situation was so odd. I asked Levi about it a few weeks after the incident but, he changed the subject in an instant.

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Riinngg

"Ugh, That  bell..." I groaned with a clear hint of irritation in my voice. " So Levi-... Levi?" I looked around and Levi was gone.

" bye Hanji." Levi's voice echoes through the hallway. 

Levi's POV:

I was running down the halls heading towards the science lab room. I saw Mr. Erwin sitting at his usual desk and chair.

I sat down at my desk and went along with the lessons he was now teaching us. So far we are learning a unit about chemicals and how they react to different things. As "fun" as this unit sounded the bell ringed yet again meaning it was time for my next class. art.

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I said my goodbyes to Mr. Erwin hauled my ass all the way to Art class 3 minutes early. Once I have gotten to the classroom I scanned the inside of the room to see if anyone was in there. My eyes instantly landed on a brunette who had his face stuffed in a book he was clearly interested in.

He was also sitting in the seat which was next to mine. The brunette slowly lifted the book from his head. Familiar seafoam green eyes clash with my silver ones. don't tell me... I thought in the back of my head as his eyes studied mine.

His eyes widened a bit while I just stared at him blankly not knowing if I should go sit in my seat or just stand by the doorway. I made my final decision and decided to go ahead and sit next to the kid. I walked by my desk and set my book bag on the floor. I then sat in my seat and looked down at my desk not wanting to make any contact with the boy.

I felt his eyes on me. He was mostly staring at my face. I tried to pertend he wasn't there at all

Keyword: Tried

My dumbass self just happened to decide to look up and stare right back into his eyes. We were just looking staring at each other. Nothing else. the tension in the room was so high yet the sound level was so low. Only the sound of our breathing painted the air in the room with sound.

Best mother fucking day ever.

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