He didn’t always have a family.
He was once an unwanted, forgotten child.
For a while, the orphanage was all he had. All he knew.
Books were his only escape from reality.
And a terrible reality it was.
“What’s the meaning of this Leviticus?” Sister Beatrice yelled as she hit his palms with the same bamboo stick she apparently only ever used on him. Levi never saw her using it anyone else. Not even Zeke, the most annoying rascal Levi had ever met. Though Zeke was Sister Beatrices’ favorite.
“Books like these are f*******n, if the school isn’t supplying it to you, you’re not supposed to be reading it, you should know the rules by now,” another hit, his arms were starting to bleed as the skin tore off. They really hurt now. “Moreover you were accessing the internet! Who gave you the
