Dear Levi,

When you visited the training grounds, did you spot my aqua blue hair? Do you remember the little girl you once saved from the Titans when the colossal Titan first appeared? Those bright turquoise eyes which cried from all the bloodshed and piercing screams admired you back then until now. She became a grown up adolescent now, do you see her? Me?

Are you proud of who I have become? A trainee aiming to be in the Scouting Legion, specifically the Special Operations unit. I have worked hard ever since I've moved into Wall Rose. Every single day, train is the only thing I do. I trained my stamina, practiced using knives at home and of course, my capability to fight in speed and agility. I'm quite satisfied with myself seeing how I over ranked the infamous prodigy, Mikasa Ackerman; but if you aren't amazed, I'll push myself harder and continue to break my limits. My life is yours, you saved it. If it were not for you, I would have been long dead by the iron teeths of oversized monsters.

Levi, I want to stick by your side and admire you from a closer distance. I want to get to know you more and return you the deed. I want to save you just like how you did before, even if it costs me my life.

My parents were killed by the creatures from Hell, I have no one to live for other than you. I'm just a little girl with a peculiar appearance, it's not much of a reason for me to continue living. As for you, you're the hope of humanity, the world's strongest soldier. You must live.

Levi, please notice me.

I'll die in bliss of you give me even just a little acknowledgment.

With all due respect,
Rihanna.

The bluenette folded the piece of paper with neat, cursive handwriting and insert it into an envelope; then unlock her drawer before placing the letter onto the pile of letters which became yellow of old age. She locked the drawer with a silver key and hung it back around her thin neck with a maroon string.

The ends of her thick aqua hair brushed the wooden floor when she walked to her bed and climbed onto it, laying down in exhaustion from a rough day. Her long hair sprawled all over her bed and hung down like a curtain. One of her hands clutched tightly onto the silver key against her chest as she breathed. Tears brimmed in her eyes while she sleeps and it drip onto the soft white pillow, stained with dried tears.