Highschool AU (Levi X Antisocial!Reader) Prologue

You quietly drum your fingers on your desk, already bored of today's lesson.
When will this day end? You ask yourself.
Your teacher looks around the classroom, trying to decide which one of your classmates would answer his question. The question you had already forgotten. His eyes land on each and every student...except you. You let out a barely audible sigh as he chooses someone. Your lack of presence was incredible, and sometimes it amazed even you.
You don't necessarily hate it; in fact, it was quite useful. You remember one time you forgot your homework and the teacher didn't even notice it not being there. He also didn't notice you sneakily putting it on his desk the next day.
But your favourite thing about it was that you never had to participate in group projects or have to converse with anyone in your class, so you could basically do whatever you wanted to during that time, and that mostly consisted of you eavesdropping on them.
You weren't listening for gossip, you hated that fucking shit, but you were listening for upcoming school things, like projects, tests, and presentations that you might have missed while you were daydreaming. In fact, that morning you learned that your upperclassmen were doing a presentation for your class. The people you were eavesdropping on, however, dropped the subject and started talking about stupid things, so you once again tuned them out.

Pulled out from your thoughts once again, you hear the class whispering over the teacher as a knock sounds on the door.
                                          Speak of the devils.

A group of five second year students walk into your class room with their heads held high. 4 guys, 1 girl... You think as you sweep your eyes across their faces. They linger on the guy standing in front of your row, his arms crossed and with a look of pure annoyance at the sight of us on his face. You quickly look away, your cheeks slightly pink. He may be short but...he's really handsome. You think as the one girl starts speaking. Honestly, you don't care about whatever they're saying. It's probably about managing your work and stuff...after all, this is the start of our first year here... You turn your attention back to the window, looking at the bright blue sky.

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Are they almost done? I'm starving... You think sadly as you glance at the clock and then continue to look out the window. Barely a minute left and then it's lunch tim- "Hey"
You turn slightly to look over and see who was about to get yelled at, and you almost scream in fear.
There he is, the guy you were admiring 20 minutes ago, standing in front of your desk with a look that could curdle milk on his face. He leans down a little, trying to intimidate you, with both hands on his hips.
"Wouldn't it be nice," He starts, and you swear if someone dropped a needle in the class, everyone would hear it. "If you could stop daydreaming for one second, and listen to the presentation that Petra worked oh, so hard on?"
It took so much concentration for you to hold your mouth shut, and even more to not stand up and run, crying, from the class room. It was dead silent, but your heart was beating loudly in your ears. You don't say anything, you just look at him with big eyes. What he said finally registers in your brain and anger flashes across your face. He stands up straight and starts to walk back to the front of the class room. "Idiot." He mutters. The class somehow becomes even more quiet. Your anger deepens, and it shows on your face. Your mouth, which had hung agape for a moment, closed as you clenched your teeth shut, trying to stop the foul insults you wanted to throw at him. You stood up from your seat with an unnatural rigidness, and stalked from the class room just as the bell chimed to signify the start of lunch. You quickly walked down the hallway, and only a few people noticed you, and if they did, they steered clear, because there was a deadly look in your eye and your stomach boiled with anger. You turned around a corner, went straight into the girl's bathroom, locked yourself in a stall, and didn't move for the rest of lunch.