In the Underground, most were left to survive by themselves.

Proper guidance for children was rare to find, especially those who were a product of illegitimate affairs, such as prostitution.

One of those was Levi.

Having been taken under his uncle's wing at the age of 4 and lost his mother the same year, he was malnourished, forced to live under insanitary conditions.

To say the circumstances were precarious would be an understatement.

However, after some time, he managed to live a more decent life.

Still not quite good enough to be considered a safe lifestyle, yet Levi accepted it and made it work.

Not like he had any other choice.

Many years passed; Kenny left without any explanation. During this time, young Levi had found a group of good friends.

Within that group was you, someone he cherished a lot.

Going on heists together, knowing this as the only way to remain alive, you grew close; inseparable even.

You could say you were all thick as thieves, figuratively and literally.

Since he looked after you so much, feelings of fondness were to be expected, somewhat.

But his own evolved beyond just that. They became those of genuine affection.

Romantic love, to be precise.

Could he tell you though? No.

Doing so would have ruined your friendship with him you have built.

Little did he know, his affinity, his soft spot for you became visible.

Alhough he tried to hide it, his other friends could tell.

Especially during moments where you all relaxed on a house's roof. He always seemed to want to sit closer by your side unlike Furlan and Isabel.

Today was also no exception; a successful burglary done, resting was on the itinerary now.

Another opportunity for Levi to shuffle as inconspicuously close as possible to the person he started to fall for.