You and Lev didn’t get along. Between him teasing you about your height and never minding his own business. One afternoon you were walking to your activity when the rain started pouring hard, clothes drenched, you ran for the closest shelter and non other than Lev was there “Well if it isn’t the shortie pie” Lev says as he spots you. His usually light hair hanging down in his face, darker from the rain, his uniform soaked. Lev knew he should stay away but there was just something about you