Levi pursed his lips as he found himself inside the principal's office once again. He wondered if his niece was involved in a brawl this time but he kept this to himself since his recent trip there had taught him not to make any assumptions. Yet a significant amount of time had passed and all the principal did was squint at him. He wasn't sure if the man needed to upgrade his eyeglasses or if he was secretly judging him. His patience had already run out by the time his phone started to ring. It was his girlfriend. He ignored it with the intention of calling her back after the meeting is over.
"I'm sorry but can we make this quick? I have other appointments after this. Did Mikasa beat someone?"
"No. Mr. Ackerman."
"Is she failing her English subject? I already got a tutor to help her out."
"No sir. She's doing well so far although her latest exam was quite... interesting."
The principal pushed a test booklet towards him. His niece got an eighty out of a hundred. Not bad so what's the fuss all about? As if reading his thoughts, the principal turned to the last page in which a short essay was being asked to test the student's composition skills.
Describe what your parent/guardian does for a living.
People pay my uncle to touch them. Sometimes, he asks them to lie down and raise their legs for him. Sometimes he flips them over and pushes them on the bed. My uncle also teaches them to do stuff on their own so they would feel better.
Oh God, Mikasa!
Levi wanted to bury his face in the palms of his hands.
"I've asked your niece if there's another adult in her life who could explain your activities, sir, so we won't form any bias."
Someone knocked on the door.
"I believe she has just arrived. Please come in."
His girlfriend appeared with a huge grin on her face.
"Hange?" Levi gave her a confused look as she sat down on the chair across him.
"Hi, babe. I was going to tell you that I'm on my way here but you weren't answering my calls."
The principal cleared his throat. "Ms. Zoe, can you please expound on this?" He pointed at Mikasa's essay.
Hange read the short paragraph with her eyes then blurted out loud. "Ah but it's true. Levi's really good with his hands. Sometimes he uses his huge (pilates) balls, too. I'm so lucky I'm not paying a single thing for his time."
"Okay, that's enough, Hange." Levi pulled a piece of card out of his wallet and slammed it on the desk before grabbing his oblivious girlfriend by the arm.
The principal watched them leave the room in a hurry. Then he looked down at the business card to read the print.
Levi Ackerman
Licensed Physical Therapist