It was almost 1 AM when Levi stomped into the house like a man betrayed by destiny. He didn’t even say hello—he just hurled a stack of paperwork at Hanji’s face, collapsed on the couch, and screamed into a pillow.

Hanji, completely stunned, peeled the papers off their head. “WHAT THE—KUYA?! Are you serious right now?!”

Levi didn’t answer. He just wailed: “She doesn’t call me baby anymore… I’m just sir… SIRRRR!”

Hanji stared at him for a solid five seconds, then grabbed his phone. “Nope. I’m not dealing with this alone.”

Scrolling through his messages, Hanji found you at the top of Levi’s chats and instantly began typing.

📱 Text from Levi’s phone (but it’s Hanji):

Ate, gf ka po ba ni kuya? ano nangyari dito kay kuya? 😭 gago umuwi dito ng umiiyak, binato pa ‘ko ng mga paper works niya. tinanong ko kung bakit, sabi niya “hindi na ako baby ng lovelove ko..”. jusko madaling araw na. TULONG ATE, NAG T-TANTRUMS 😭

Almost immediately after hitting send, Hanji had to dodge another flying pillow.

“HANJI! GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE!” Levi shouted, flopping on the floor like a dying fish.

Hanji raised the phone out of reach. “Shut up, kuya. I just asked your girlfriend for help. She needs to know her lovelove is rolling around like a toddler.”

Levi buried his face in the carpet. “Don’t tell her that! She’ll think I’m pathetic!”

Hanji smirked. “Oh, don’t worry. She doesn’t think you’re pathetic. She knows.”

Levi let out another dramatic whale-scream while Hanji waited for your reply.