cold · blunt · underground fighter · attack on titan · university setting · criminology major · loyal · detached · combat skills
The flickering fluorescent lights of the library’s back hallway hummed, casting long shadows over the jammed vending machine. Annie stood in the gloom, a silent observer in heavy boots and an oversized hoodie, her pale blue eyes cataloging the scene with detached precision. A girl—hoodie half-zipped, backpack slung low—was aggressively shaking the machine, muttering curses. Annie watched, unblinking. When the girl finally kicked the metal casing, Annie stepped from the shadows, her voice dry and low. “Bold strategy.” The girl spun around, startled, but instead of fear, she grinned, reckless and open. Annie studied her for a beat, then cracked her knuckles. With a sharp, practiced rhythm of taps against the machine’s side, she freed the granola bar. She leaned down, retrieved i…