Senpai Noticed Me...- 1/4 (Levi X Reader)

Senpai Noticed Me- 1/4: My Short Senpai

    Your back stiffened in surprise as a thundering of steps began in seconds flat. Everyone in your homeroom rushed to the window and looked out with awe. Your brow scrunched in confusion as you tilted your head and watched the others.
    “Look at that car!”
    “That’s a black 2015 Ferrari F12berlinetta!”
    “That beauty of a car has got to be Levi’s.”
    “Today I will definitely ride with him!”
    Unable to understand what the commotion was about, you turned to face the front. Armin turned around in his seat and analyzed your confused expression for a second. “I guess you have been out too long to know what’s going on. Everyone is gawking at Levi Ackerman. He showed up a few weeks after you were hospitalized. He is super rich and rarely shows up to school. He also hates everyone and is known to be merciless with girls.” Leave it to your brainiac best friend to know everything from academics to school gossip.
    “Sounds like a basket of daisies.” You remark sarcastically, making your friend giggle.
    “He left out the part where he breaks personal assistants on a weekly basis. He likes them submissive and attractive.” Jean, class jock of the group, added to the conversation as he took his seat next to you.
    “Are you gay for him? Is that a wistful longing I see in your eyes?” You tease as you flick a piece of his blond hair back, revealing a darker brown underneath.
    “No way. Even if I was, would you be jealous?” He wiggled his eyebrows while you roll your eyes.
    “Not in the slightest.”
    “Don’t lie to yourself.”
    “Jean, bend down and suck...”
    “(F/n),” Armin cut you off, “Sensei wants to see you.” He pointed to the front of the room with his thumb. A small flush filled your cheeks at the statement that had been so close to leaving your mouth in front of the teacher on your first day back.
    You scurried up front and smiled awkwardly. “It’s nice to have you back Ms. (L/n). Before you can participate in classes though, you have to sign this and give it to the front office.” You took the papers from him and nodded.
    “Alright, Smith Sensei.” You forced a normal smile and hurried from the room into the hall. You made it to the office without trouble, but coming out seemed to bring you immediate misfortune. You had only taken two steps out of the office when you ran into something.
    “Tch, shit head.” The person you had walked into grumbled. You blinked several times, pushed your glasses up the rim of your nose, and looked down at a raven haired boy with feline shaped gray eyes.
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I’m a bit of a giant klutz.” You apologized, bowing your head in apology before you straightened yourself and fixed your uniform. When your eyes returned to him, you realized just how attractive he is. But his height must have meant that he was an underclassmen.
    “You...” He stopped as he slit his eyes.
    “Again, I’m truly sorry. Now, pardon me.” You began to walk past him, but he would not let it slide. He gripped your wrist which warranted you to look over your shoulder at him. “Problem?” Your social skills weren’t exactly the best.
    “Is that any way to speak to your senpai?” Your (e/c) eyes widened at this statement.
    “Senpai? But you’re so short!” You could have slapped yourself for the comment.
    “Sassy. I like that. What’s your name, brat?” The boy’s gray eyes captivated you, and his face wasn’t helping you to regain some sense.
    “(F/n)...” You mumbled, managing to rip your eyes away from him.
    With a grunt he says, “(F/n) what? Do you have a last name, or should I give you mine?” His voice was sultry and you could not believe your ears. Ripping your hand out of his grasp, you gave him a narrowed look.
    “I’m (F/n) (L/n). Who are you?” You looked over his attire a few seconds before adding, “You are not even wearing a school uniform, so how can I be sure you are my senpai? Or that you even attend this school? You could be some old pervert for all I know.” You put your shoulders back and kept your chin high.
    A smirk pulled on the ends of his lips and a sense of regret washed over you. Something about him seemed different, and you weren’t sure what. The first bell rang and everyone left their homerooms to attend their first period. A crowd quickly gathered and whispers ensued.
    You decided that you had waited long enough and were going to leave when he grabbed the tie of your uniform and pulled you down to his level. “I’m Levi Ackerman, third year in class A-1. I’m your senpai and, now that I have noticed you, you are now mine.” He grinned like a succubus, making your heart beat a mile a minute.
    Everyone around you went silent.
    You grabbed his wrist and managed to twist it until he let go of your tie. You turned on your heel and ran, hearing his tantalizing laughter float down the hall after you. You threw yourself back into your homeroom, glad that your first class was there.
    “You little vixen!” Jean wiggled his eyebrows at you as you took your seat, the rest of the class already gossiping about you as they finished filling the room from the hallway.
    “What are you talking about?” You snapped, brushing your (h/c) hair back from your face. He pulled out his phone and showed you pictures he had received in a mass forward. You frowned as you gazed at the pictures of Levi Ackerman pulling you down to his level.
    “Congrats on being his new assistant. Tons of girls would kill to be in your position.”
    “Why me?” You demanded in a harsh whisper.
    “Like I know. Shouldn’t you be happy that senpai noticed you?” He threw a question right back at you.
    “Senpai...noticed me...?” Your lips quirked to the side in thought.
   
    You cracked your back before reaching down to grab your bento for lunch. Armin turned around with a sad smile. “Don’t most girls dream of being noticed by a senpai?” You narrowed your eyes at his question.
    “I never really thought about it. Why the sad smile?”
    “Well,” he scratched his blond haired head nervously, “Senpai is waiting for you in the doorway. It’s pretty scary.” Sure enough, when you looked up there stood the short boy in all his fierce glory. It felt as if he were a flaming warrior with his eyes set on his prey. You gulped at the mere sight of it, regretting having looked up at all.
    Any who tried to approach him were quickly glared at and sent across the room on quick feet. How this one short guy could instill so much fear piqued your interest, but not enough to go talk to him. You pretended that you had not seen him and looked down at your bento.
    “He’s coming this way.” Armin squeaked over his shoulder as he went completely stiff. You refused to look up, even when a pair of black combat boots filled your vision instead of the floor, you did not move your eyes up.
    “Tch, hey brat, we’re eating lunch together.” You shook your head no. “I gave you a chance to do it the easy way.” Before you could process what was happening, you were lifted from your seat and carried from the room, bento still in hand amazingly.
    “H-Hey! Who do you think you are?” You shouted as you began to struggle in his grip.
    “I’m your senpai. And you’re mine.” You huffed before pinching his shoulder. “What do you think you are doing?” He snapped, his tone almost making you cringe in fear. Almost.
    “At least let me have my dignity.” You grumbled. He seemed appeased by this answer, letting you down to walk on your own two feet. “I could have touched the ground because of how short you are.” You sassed as you took the lead in walking.
    “Tch, always picking on my height. That’s not how you should treat your senpai.”
    “That’s how I treat strangers.”
    “I’m not a stranger. And you are mine. No reason to be so rude.” He matched your speed and glanced up at you. You shot him a quick glare much to his amusement.
    “I’m no one’s.” He rolled his eyes in your peripheral vision.
    You led him up to the rooftop where everyone sat, everyone meaning witnesses to whatever this short handsome creep may do to you. Both of you seated yourselves on a bench in the middle of the rooftop lounge area. “Sooooooo...” You drifted off unsure of what to do or say now. Exhaustion began to creep up on you as you realized you left your medication at home.
    “Feed me.” Your eyes widened at Levi’s sudden demand.
    “Excuse you?” He smirked at your sass.
    “I don’t have lunch. Feed me some of yours.” He spoke casually as he turned and lay his head down on your lap. Your cheeks turned red as you opened your bento and used your chopsticks to pick up a piece of egg roll.
    Everyone had their eyes on you, but you would not be shaken anymore than you already were. Your pride was at stake. You wiggled the food in front of his lips, pulling it away every time he attempted to bite it.
    “Aren’t you being cute. I’d prefer if you just fed me though.”
    “Why would I feed a guy I met hours ago who is forcing me out and attempting to make me feed him?” You retort while eating your bento’s contents. Levi narrowed his eyes at you and sat up. He grabbed the back of your head and pulled you close.
    You blushed furiously as his lips gripped a small sausage that was halfway in your mouth, his lips only millimeters from your own. You whipped your head away while he ate your sausage.
     “Tch,” he swallowed, “Can’t handle it?” You looked away as the flush grew to a ripe tomato red.
    “Why are you doing this?”
    “Because I noticed you, and I’ve been waiting for someone worthy to be mine. Now, shall we continue eating?” He took your chopsticks and picked up another slice of egg roll, holding it to your closed lips. Hesitantly, you opened your mouth and chewed the food slowly. Your body felt feverish all over; whether from embarrassment or your illness, you did not know.