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Levi knew what he hated.
Having sweaty hands made him feel dirty and disgusting, in fact, he hated just about anything that came remotely close to being dirty and disgusting.
He hated Thursday afternoons, and pretty much every day of the week that he had to spend in a boring classroom, with ridiculous people and ridiculous teachers.
He hated the mud that clung to his cleats, or worse, to his knees, after trying to recover a ball, he didn't even know why he continued this stupid sport - ego surely -, ever since Kenny, at the age of his seventh birthday, told him that he would never be good at any sport with his stature, he made it his personal motto to win every football match he played.
Well okay, Levi was mostly known for being someone who didn't like anything or anyone except Isabel and Furlan, but even though they weren't in his class, in truth, no one ever saw him smile, laugh, or even look anything other than total boredom.
Levi knew he was known for it, but he also knew what others didn't know.
You.