You and Levi were best friends… well you claimed to be. He would seem somewhat annoyed by your presence, yet he’d cave in whenever you needed help.

You’re terrible at math. On your last exam you got a 50%. Your mother saw this and threatened taking your phone away if you fail yet again. So with a bit of begging, Levi sat down in the library with you to study. “No that’s not how you do it damn it. You’re as bright as a broken light bulb.”