Hullo. Dancer here. Thanks for clicking on this; it means a lot to us. Check out my personal account MusicDancer. I'm not nearly as good a writer as Storm, but I try. REMINDER: Storm writes from Levi's POV, I write from Eren's.
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I stared at the boy who just said my name. He had onyx hair that fell in clean-cut bangs on skin that mimicked the snow drifting down outside and eyes that were the ominous grey of storm clouds. He looked so familiar. Everything about him did, from his deathly aura to his spick and span uniform.

"Eren, you'll be using Levi's schedule," Petra-sensei chirped. The Thanatos-incarnate named Levi moved fluidly towards me, in perfect control of his body. He came up to me, standing 4 feet below my eye level. His face was apathetic and sent chills up my spine. He was seriously handsome, but he scared me.

"Levi Rivaille," he said flatly, holding out his hand. I grasped it, suddenly acutely aware of my messy brown hair, slightly wrinkled uniform, and stretched height. I nodded and squeaked, "Hello." Levi looked bored and turned to sit down, me trailing in his wake. I plopped down in the desk next to his and curled over the desk, hanging my head down.

"Oi, brat," I heard Levi say. I turned my head to the side, another chill raising goose bumps on my skin. Why did that sound so familiar?

"I don't think you should call me that," I said slowly, anger ebbing into my veins. Levi raised one raven eyebrow in an expression that looked SO DAMN FAMILIAR. What the fuck was going on? I felt like I should know this boy, though I'd never seen him in my life! It was like déjà vu every time I saw him.

"Doesn't matter what you think," Levi replied. "Anyways, after this is study hall. Then after study hall, we go to Anatomy. Then..., oh just fuck it, I'll write it down." He whipped a clean sheet of paper from his binder and began writing on it. I gaped at his nonchalance with swearing. We were in school for crying out loud. "Here," he finished, and shoved the paper at me. I took it and scanned the classes: homeroom, Study Hall, Anatomy, History, Studio Art, Algebra II, lunch, Chemistry, and AP Literature. His handwriting looked like it should have been framed. I slid it into my binder and closed it gently.

"So... Have you always gone here?" I asked, trying to alleviate some of the tension.

"No, I moved from France a while back. My parents are still there," he replied, eyes down, scanning a book. "What about you?"

"I just moved from Germany," I responded, "I'm staying with my friend."

"Does he go here?" Levi asked, suddenly locking eyes with me. It was hard to tell, but he looked almost... Possessive.

"No, Armin's in college," I spoke quickly. Some of the tension in his shoulders faded and he turned his attention back to the book.

I leaned back in my chair and sighed as Levi became fully engrossed in his book. I saw the title of it: Die for You, by Autumn Nickels. "Why are you reading that book?" I asked. The book was about two lovers who died together but were reincarnated, and they fell in love and vaguely remembered each other. A chick lit.

Levi shot me a poisonous look. "I'm reading it for my friend. You'll meet her in Anatomy." His eyes shifted to a sleeping figure a few seats down from him; a girl with glasses and brown spiky hair.

The bell rang and Levi shut the book with a snap and slung his backpack over his shoulder with a grace that knocked the breath out of me. I scrambled to get my backpack on my shoulders as Levi tsked and waited. We walked out as I heard a cry of, "Levi! Wait! I wanna meet him!" Levi cursed under his breath and walked faster, making me speed up.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Hanji Zoe," Levi growled. "She's a nut. And somehow, I'm still friends with her."

We walked into a classroom that was small and comfortable. We sat down and Levi cracked open his book again.

"Wait, so you and Hanji are... Friends?" I asked. Levi nodded absently. My heart sank a little. Here was this gorgeous guy, and he had a girl. Levi straightened up and looked sideways at me curiously.

"Hanji and I are just friends," he said. "The whole school knows, so you may as well hear it from me. I don't swing for girls."

My ears felt hot as Levi smirked. "So... Are you for a certain guy?" I asked.

The smirk faded a little. "Yeah. I've known him for longer than you'd think." He stared into my eyes for a moment, the grey of them making me dizzy.

He turned his attention to the book as I mulled over his words and leaned back. So he was gay. Attractive, gay, but apparently taken. And scary. I suppressed a sigh as I laid my head down on the desk. I had time for a nap.

"Eren! Please! Don't... You can't!"
Humanity's strongest soldier, one who never cried, was close to tears.
"You did what you had to, Heichou. I don't blame you."
"Damn it, you little shit. Don't leave me."
"I love you Heichou. I'll see you again. Promise."
"I love you too Eren."

"Eren... Eren... EREN!"

The shout made my eyes whip open and look around wildly. Levi stood over me, backpack slung on, eyes cold. "Bell rang. Time for Anatomy," he snipped, and tossed me my backpack.

I followed him to a classroom covered in posters of body systems. One showed the muscular system, and I shuddered. I hated seeing muscles like that. He slumped into a seat and held up three fingers, put down one, put down a second...

"HELLO!" a yell from behind me made me shoot 4 inches off the ground.

I whirled to see the brown haired girl with glasses grinning maniacally at me. "Hi," I said, my heart rate still on 30-meter dash.

"I'm Hanji Zoe!" she cackled, and slid into the seat beside Levi. She poked his cheek. "Eh, Levi? What did I say? He's ADORABLE."

"You have way too much energy, shitty four eyes. Next time, don't let me make you coffee," Levi snarled.

I slid behind Levi as Hanji looked at me. "He's so cute! I'm sure whoever you're gay for can't compare with Eren Jaeger!" she crowed.

I blushed as Levi shot Hanji a look full of enough poison to kill a small African country. "Hanji. Shut your goddamn mouth."

She sat back giggling, and I noticed a brush of red across the back of Levi's porcelain neck that disappeared as quickly as it appeared.

(End of the day)

I walked down the Trost streets, backpack slung over my shoulder, iPod earbuds in, alt rock blaring. I heard someone calling my name through the haze of powerful beats and I turned, yanking an earbud out. A girl ran up to me.

"Hi, I'm Julie!" she gasped. She was fragilely built with maple brown hair hanging down to her waist. "We have Algebra together."

"Hi...," I said awkwardly.

"I was wondering if we could go out sometime," she breezed, scanning my torso, probably seeing my 8 pack and toned chest.

"Oh... I'm sorry, but I can't," I said, put my earbud in, and walked away, avoiding questions about why I couldn't. I walked to Armin's flat in the building on the corner or 8th and 52nd. I rode the elevator up to the 17th floor. I walked into the clean flat, seeing two hallways, one leading to Armin's and my consecutive rooms, the other leading to the living room and kitchen. I dropped my bag off in my room and went to greet Armin. The slight blond boy sat at the table, hand in his hair, concentrating on his laptop screen.

"Hey, Armin," I said.

"Hey Eren. How was school?" he asked distractedly.

"Fine. Got my schedule. It's the same as a guy named Levi Rivaille," I said.

That got Armin's attention. He looked at me, sapphire eyes alert. "Oh? And how was that?"

"Fine. Why?" I asked.

He shrugged and turned back to his laptop, eyes sharp and worried. I turned to go back to my room as Armin picked up the phone and dialed a number. I walked out as he said, "Hello? This is Armin Arlet. Yeah, I remember."

Long enough? And I hope you all enjoyed it :)