Her Violin | Levi x Reader
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Last published Tue, Mar 2, 2021
꧁❤︎you where a commoner going by the name of Y/N L/N who loved to play violin and loved music. The last thing you were looking for was love in an unexpected place little did you know... that was what you where getting❤︎꧂
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