There is no Lemon in this, but there is some lemon-like content.

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I sat in my chair, leaning back so I was only on two of the legs, and listened to the boring lecture that my most favorite teacher in the world, Mr. Ackerman, was giving. I kicked my feet up onto the table in front of me just to annoy him. Everyone knew just how much he hated things to get dirty, so I always decided to give him a hard time about it in class. Yet, he never punished me. He'd only give me a stern talking to, unlike the other students who'd have to stay after and clean up their mess plus the mess from others.

As I blew a bubble from my gum, it popped loudly. That was another thing that Mr. Ackerman hated. He hated to find gum under the desks.

Just as I thought, his head snapped right to where I sitting. I flashed him a cheeky smile and saluted him in a mocking fashion. I knew I pissed him off just by the way his face contorted into a disappointing snarl.

"Miss (L/N)! You have disrupted my class for the last time! I have tried to be patient with you, but you continue to push me and push me until I hit my breaking point." By the time he got to the end of his sentence, he was practically growling the words at me. And although I was getting yelled at in front of the whole class, my face still wore the same cocky smile that I've had on since the stupid class started.

Mr. Ackerman pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath in. "Class dismissed." He said much calmer than I thought he would.

As soon as he said 'dismissed' everyone, including me, stood up and gathered our things.

Just as I was about to leave my row of tables, Mr. Ackerman called out to me. "You are to stay here, Miss (L/N)." I sighed out loud and trudged my way to the front row just to sit in front of him and maybe make him even madder. I also rolled my eyes once I sat down.

"What?" I questioned him with another eye roll.

He cleared his throat and leaned against his desk. It seemed as if he was just going to yell at me yet again, which never phased me, but this time he stopped in the middle of class and told all the other to leave when the class wasn't even close to being over. All my classmates owed me for this. Shit, I got them out of an assignment. They owed my big time, like food or something.

"You have disrupted my class for the last time. Time and time again, I have given you warnings and just yelled at you, but you have never done anything to change your attitude. You are a senior in college for God's sake! I'd expect you to act like a normal adult, not an annoying brat! If you want to succeed in life, you have to act like an adult, (F/N)!" He took a few breaths in and put before calming down again. It seemed that he was pretty enraged at how I was acting. Others in his class acted more childish than I did, so why should he care how I act? It seemed pointless to me.

"Mr. Ackerman, why do you care how I act? Jean acts like a toddler, that's worse than how I act, but I don't see you lecturing him." As I pointed out the obvious, his eyes slightly widened. He realized that I was calling him out on it, which was just what I wanted because I knew it would only frustrate him further.

Just as his eyes widened, they immediately went back into their permanent scowl, but even more of a scowl than usual. In fact, he looked as if he could kill me right now in this particular moment. But soon, his face softened. It was a side of him that I've never seen before. He seemed to almost feel sympathy for me, but why? I was just a mere student to him.

I almost regretted speaking up to him. Everything felt so awkward now. There was only silence between us, and I couldn't take it. I grabbed my bag and began to stand up again, but this time I found Levi standing in front of me, only inches away. I immediately sat back down in my seat, and he sat down next to me, facing me.

"Look, Mr. Ackerman, I'm sorry... I only act that way to annoy you. It's stupid and petty, I know. But it seems to bring joy to others when I do it, so I continue. I'm sorry for ever bothering you." I ran a hand through my (H/C) locks.

He hummed in response and also ran a hand through his raven hair.

For a while, there still only awkward silence. He looked as if he wanted to tell me something, but he didn't know if he could trust me with the words that he was going to speak. I wanted him to know that he could trust me, so I leaned forward just the slightest to let him know that I was willing to listen.

"You," he started but then sighed. "You just remind me of someone that I loved. You don't resemble her in appearance, but you do in your attitude and the way you talk. That's why I care."

Hearing the words come out of his mouth came to me as a shock. My mouth dropped to the ground when I heard those words. I was shocked, to say the least, and the curious side of me was taking over; I had to ask questions although it probably wasn't the smartest idea.

"Mr. Ackerman, who," I couldn't bring myself to actually ask the question although it was secretly killing me to know.

He looked up at me expecting eye contact, but I was staring at my oh-so-interesting hands. I then saw his face soften even more as he looked over his shoulder, then back at me.

"Shit (F/N), just call me Levi." He hardly breathed above a whisper.

He looked so fragile at the moment; talking about someone he cared deeply for and who is now obviously gone. Although I had a hatred for the man, I wanted to comfort him because I had never seen him like that before. It was so usually out of character for him to show so many emotions.

Just when I thought Mr. Ackerman wasn't going to tell me what he was thinking, he opened his mouth once more. "She was like my sister. I raised her and this other boy. Isabel and Farlan were their names. Both brats," he snickered to himself as he remembered. "I loved them both so much, but there was a tragic car accident where they both passed away. Ever since then, I've been closed off to everyone. Hell, I don't even know why I'm telling you this right now."

Part of me couldn't help but smile that he gave away such dear information to me. I was sure that he hadn't told any other student, and maybe any teachers.

I knew it was inappropriate for me to smile in the first place, but the chuckle I let out was probably even more inappropriate. It got Mr. Ackerman's attention, but he didn't look angry. He looked as if he was reminiscing about something.

He shook his head and looked me dead in the eyes. "Fuck, you even laugh like her." They way his eyes softened when he looked at me again was heart-shatteringly beautiful.

Although I hated Mr. Ackerman, I couldn't deny the fact that he was attractive, and him expressing such emotions made me like him more. At that rate, I could enjoy his presence if he continued on the path of opening up. There was now way I'd let this moment be forgotten, even if I eventually had to use it as blackmail, and I didn't want to have to do that.

For a while, Mr. Ackerman didn't look away from me, he kept staring. To admit, I was a tad bit uncomfortable, but I didn't think that he realized what he was doing. I thought he was just staring off into space and I happened to be sitting in front of him as he did so.

Eventually, I got tired of him looking at me, so I snapped my fingers in front of his face. He snapped out of his trace on the fifth snap of my fingers. If it took him any longer to realize what he was doing, I was going to slap him. Not too hard, but hard enough. It would have been for my own pleasure; just to say that I slapped my teacher in the face.

Without warning, he stood up, straightened his tie, and walked back to his desk. "I'm sorry for all of this. You're dismissed."

I didn't bother protesting. Not that I wanted to get out of, but I kind of wanted to get out of there. Being in there was starting to get me to feel for Mr. Ackerman. And even though he wanted me to call him 'Levi', I just didn't feel comfortable with it.

Once I was out of the class, my friend, Eren approached me from behind and jumped on me. I nearly dropped all of my books, and I turned around to slap him on his chest.

"So," he wiggled his eyebrows. "What did Mr. Ackerman have to say to you?" He continued to wiggle his brown brows at me. I had no clue why he thought something had happened between my most hated teacher and I. To be honest, the kid was being ridiculous.

"Nothing happened," I growled at him with a smile on my face, but I think that made him more suspicious.

***

Day after day I stayed after class by Mr. Ackerman's request. We actually got to know each other rather well. And soon enough, he didn't seem me as Isabel anymore. He saw me as my own person that resembled her in some ways. But I didn't think of him as my big brother like she did, no, it was more than that. I had fallen for the man that I hated most, the man who's class I tried my damny hardest to ruin for him. Maybe I really acted up to get his attention, and not the approval of the other students.

Today, just as I was about to leave his room, Mr. Ackerman called out to me again to stay. I happily smiled at him and stood by his desk.

He waited for everyone else to leave his room, then he shut and locked his door. I bit my lip as I saw him do so, and he slowly walked back to his desk where he slammed me against the wall that was behind me.

It took my breath away, and kind of hurt, but I knew what was in store.

He immediately went to my neck and began to suck and bite at it, drawing soft mewls out of me. My hands flew onto his head and gripped his hair as my eyes started to roll back into my head.

No one knew about our secret romance, hence the secret part. I was fine without others knowing. And the fact that he could have lost his job over it made me want to keep it even more of a secret. I wasn't 'lose your job' worthy, that was for sure, but he deemed me worth enough to be his girlfriend, but not during school hours. Obviously, that didn't hold, for he just couldn't resist me bugging the shit out of him in class still. I always made sure to do something that would drive him wild, and get him all hot and bothered. I liked seeing him try to contain himself. He'd get all nervous whenever I walked into class, knowing that I'd be up to something.

His hands made their way to the hem of my shirt and lifted it off of my body. I gasped at the coolness against my warm skin.

Levi had never gone this far with me in his classroom, and I was starting to get nervous. Other teachers had keys to his room if they needed to get in. What if someone walked in on us? Surely he'd lose his job, and the embarrassment would drive me wild. I'd never be able to look at that teacher again if they walked in on us.

I distracted Levi by connecting our lips. It stopped him from undressing me any further as we fought for dominance. I always put up a good fight, but let him win to make him feel good about himself.

Lost in our kiss, I pushed him backward onto his desk. He was sitting on the edge of it while I was standing in front of him unbuttoning his black shirt. I did so mindlessly as his hands traveled up and down my sides, eventually landing on my ass and he gave it a good squeeze that got a squeak out of me.

Just as his shirt was almost completely unbuttoned, there was a knock on his door. He cursed into our kiss but ignored it. I knew that wasn't a great idea because they'd just keep knocking, which they did.

I broke the kiss to speak to Levi. "Don't you think you should get that?"

He pecked me on the lips before speaking. "It's either Eyebrows or Shitty Glasses, so no." He brought me back into a passionate kiss. I still wanted him to answer the door, but being on him was much more tempting.

Soon enough I heard keys jiggled which told me to break out of Levi's grip and get my shirt on as quick as possible. Much to his surprise, I broke out of his unhuman grip and dove to where my shirt was on the ground. I put it on as quick as I could as I watched Levi sit there with his shirt mostly unbuttoned, not giving a shit.

Just as the hem of my shirt reached my waist, the door opened to reveal exactly who Mr. Ackerman thought it was. Both Mr. Smith and Ms. Zoë. They both stared at Levi's state. I didn't want to move in fear of them assuming that something happened between us.

The inevitable happened and their gaze shifted to me. It seemed as if they were putting pieces of a puzzle together in their brains. Their stare lingered on my neck longer than I was comfortable with, so I covered up my newest hickey which really got Ms. Zoë's attention. She seemed to get what had happened.

"Oh Levi, you could have just told us you were busy and we wouldn't have come in." Ms. Zoë laughed. Levi rolled his eyes at his co-workers/ friends. He didn't respond because he was busy, duh.

"Whatever." He spat.

I sheepishly got up from the position on the ground. I was deeply frustrated because they were both my teachers, and they now knew that I had a romantic relationship with another teacher. How embarrassing! I couldn't even look at their faces, I stared at their shoes.

"I, um, have to go." I went back to my desk and grabbed my books. I dared not to look at any of the three as I walked out, and I was happy that no one tried to stop me.

As I stood outside the door, I could hear them talking.

"Aw, you're lucky! She's one of my favorite students! She pays such good attention in my science class!"

"I'm just glad that she's not as crazy as you."

"You know how much trouble you can get in for this, correct?"

"If you tell, I will shave your eyebrows off in your sleep. I'm not fucking around. I love her and I want to have a stable job to support us. You telling could ruin my career forever."

"Don't worry, Levi! We won't tell! Right, Erwin? We wouldn't ruin you like that, no."

"Just be more careful next time. You're lucky school is over in a few months, then your relationship won't matter in the eyes of the rules and law."

I frowned at their conversation. It threw me right back into the reality that I didn't want to face about our relationship. I knew that he could get fired, but we never thought that we'd get found out. If someone found out after I graduated, then it wouldn't have been a problem, but showing affection during school is too risky, especially with nosy teachers around.

I sighed and walked away from the classroom with a gloomy aura engulfing everything and everyone around me.

'Maybe I should break things off with him... but I love him a lot... he's so sweet to me, like no other guy... he means the world to me... I possibly couldn't break his heart again. He doesn't need that.' I thought to myself as I walked the empty halls.

Eren even stopped waiting for me at one point. It saddened me, but I knew that he had other classes to get to, unlike me who had a few hours for a break. But I really wanted to talk to him about everything. I needed to vent to someone and get their opinion on the situation and what they'd probably do.

I walked to a bench in the hall and sat myself down on it. I took out my phone and saw that there was a text from Levi.

Levi:

We need to talk, please meet me at my house after school. I love you.

I decided not to respond, just meet him there. It wasn't like he wasn't expecting me.

I wondered what he was going to say to me. He said that he loved me in his text, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't break up with me tonight. That's what scared me the most. I didn't want to break up with him. He was the first guy in a long time that made me feel special. More special than any other girl in the world. It wasn't like he spoiled me with expensive things because I'd hate him if he did so. It was the way he treated me that made me feel more special than any other girl.

The end of school came a lot sooner than I wanted.

I slowly dragged myself out of my current classroom and walked out to the student parking lot. I searched for my old, beat up pickup truck and found it within no time. Once I hopped in, I started the engine and pulled put of the parking lot. I made sure that I took my damn time getting to Levi's house.

Once I was in his driveway, I had to force myself out of my truck and into his home. Luckily his door was unlocked, but he was standing in the doorway waiting for me. I dared not to look at him as he dragged me into his living room.

He pushed me on his couch and he sat next to me. I still didn't want to look him in the eyes, but he grabbed me by my jaw and forced me to.

"What's wrong?" I shook my head. "Answer me, (F/N). Please."

"I heard what you guys were talking about after I left your classroom..." I admitted to him.

He sighed and looked at me deeply. "I'm not leaving you, no matter what. I love you too much to let go of you," his hands rested over mine, then squeezed them to convey his emotion. "You're moving in with me, okay? No more of that shitty dorm life. We're together no matter what. Even if I end up losing my job because someone finds out, we're staying together. Got it?"

"But I don't want you to lose your job over me!" I half yell.

He shook his head with a smirk. "IF it happens, it happens." He then planted a sweet, quick kiss on my lips. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it felt like it lasted for minutes.

I knew that I was with the only man that I wanted to be with. I started off with a hatred for the man, but then he showed me a side that he rarely showed to others. He made me quickly fall for him even though he was my teacher. But I was glad that he made me fall for him. Without him, my life would have been meaningless thus far.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "I love you, Levi Ackerman."