Levi x Reader - Master Of My Fate Part 1

I look out the window while sipping a cup of hot coffee. Down on the streets below, I see a young boy around my age pass by my house in a red bicycle. He’s wearing a white T-shirt with the words, “I was here,” printed on the front. His black hair is tied in a ponytail. As he passes by, he looks up at me and smiles.

I wake up with a start.

That was a weird dream. I don’t even know who that boy is.

I dismiss my dream and go about my daily routine. My mum makes me a cup of hot coffee as usual and I refuse the offer of toast as I always do. I take my cup of hot coffee upstairs and stare out the window. As I stare lazily at the cars zooming past, a red bicycle catches my eye.  My eyes widen in shock as I recognize the passenger of the bicycle as the same boy from my dream. The T-shirt was the same, his hair was tied in that same manner, his face was the same.

But he didn’t look up at me or smile.

At that time, I was 12 years of age, living a perfectly normal life. I was happy.

All of that changed.

With a dream.