The Unveiling (Levi x Reader)

Chapter 2: Drawing

Your Point of View

"WHAT IS it you are doodling in your sketch pad this time, huh, (y/n)?"

I startled a little when I felt a hand patting my shoulder while I was in the middle of monologuing.

In an instant, I already knew whose voice it was.

It was Laurel Mendez's, the only creature on Earth who never despise and instead, trying to be close to me. The only person who never gets tired of be-friending me, no matter how much I distance myself from her.

Maybe I was wrong that no one ever gets close to me. There is still this girl who loves to interrogate and cling to me.

All she wanted, according to her thoughts, was to get to know more about me. Her intention was so pure and thoughtful. She never looked at my physical appearance, she never even asked me a favor or anything.

She was the only one who treated me as human and accepted what she sees on me. Touching, isn't it?

But unfortunately, here was I, giving her zero chances of letting her into my pathetic, miserable life.

I mean, I never pushed her away or ever told her face to face that she must stay away from a bad luck like me. I never gave her the impression that I wasn't interested with being friends with her, either. We're not enemies nor we're friends.

My relationship with her, you ask?

Honestly, I don't exactly know the right term how I call it.

But I must say, even if she's loud and sometimes annoying, I always try my very best to at least appear nice to her. That's how I approach her.

But honestly, not once I considered her as a friend of mine.

Really, maybe the only reason why I was doing this was because it is the character of other side of "me".

But of course, no matter how much she gets curious and ask me, I would always make sure that none of my secrets loose its ends. Not even a bit.

Though I knew she's pure and naive, I never, ever thought of trusting some human like her. Everytime I almost fall onto temptation, I would tell myself such lines like, Seriously, (y/n)? You're only proving how stupid you are for opening your doors for someone unworthy of it.

I know it's rude, but if you were in my shoes, you'll probably feel the same.

I have deep trust issues. That was why I never let someone enter my life.

It is very hard to build once again the trust that almost everyone else tried to shatter down like a house of cards.

So hard that it's impossible to fix. Especially if you have this curse of reading strangers' minds.

I pretended that I wasn't listening to her remarks and continued my thing.

"Heeey, (y/n)! I am here, can't you see me? Oh my gosh, Am I invisible now?" She waved her hand in front of me, trying hard to get my attention.

'I won't give up until she responds!'

I heard her thought.

Well, minds never lie. I should just get along with the flow so that she would stop disturbing me.

"I can see you, Laurel." I looked up at her from my seat and faked a smile.

"Oh, thanks God! I thought I went invisible. Anyway, can you let me see what you're drawi—"

Before I knew it, she quickly snatched my sketch pad from my desk along with my pencil. "W-wait, don't just snatch things like that, Laurel!"

See? This is one of the million reasons why I don't like humans. I believe that as long as one can be independent, no one would need anyone else's help.