I sat down next to Petra, Eld, Gunther, Mike, and Hanji, my usual crew. I start working on my bread and potatoes. After sparring for so long the past few days I could use the extra calories. I look up, to see Levi looking straight across the table at me shoving my face full of potatoes. I was so in shock that I started choking on my potatoes. After taking a few sips of water I looked at who was sitting directly to the left of Levi. Gunther. Of course. I fucking glared at him as hard as my fiery eyes would let me. I was about to get up and leave, but suddenly Petra next to me wraps her ankle around mine, anchoring me down to my seat. Not wanting to make a scene bigger than the one I made during training the other day. I plunked myself down in my seat. Levi sat across from me carefully putting in small scoop of potato in his mouth after the next.
"So Levi, where on earth did you learn to fight like that?" Petra piped up. Screw you guys, I thought to myself.
"I grew up in the underground. You had to fight to survive." For such a quiet guy I was suddenly taken aback. He spoke with such confidence, like he was already a leader. A trait I would have respected if I didn't see him as my enemy right now. In fact, it kinda made me want to give him a good punch in the face.
"Really?" Petra asked. "So not to get personal or anything, but what happened to your parents?"
"My mom died in childbirth. Couldn't tell you anything about my father." He looked straight at me with those intense grey eyes.
"So who raised you?" Gunther questioned.
"A guy named Kenny picked me up after I was born. He was more or less my father figure, if you can call a guy who taught you how to fight with a switchblade at the age of four a father."
"Jesus Christ," Petra said. "How did you end up here then?"
"Your very leader that I tried to kill invited me here. Erwin told me his stories and ideals and I couldn't help but admire him. He said he'd clear me of my crimes if I joined him, so I did."
"Damn Levi, that's hardcore," Gunther commented. Everyone laughed, and Levi smirked. Petra's leg unwrapped itself from around mine, and I was finally free. I got up from my spot as soon as I could.
"Nice talking to you, Levi," I said in a dead tone and walked off. He was my enemy, I couldn't forget that during tomorrow's fight. I couldn't let him and his sob story background get to me. I will win.
