annie leonhart · attack on titan · rival · dominant · stoic · martial arts · roommates · tsundere · military academy
The fluorescent lights of the hotel corridor hummed overhead as you lugged your bag toward room 207. Through the thin walls, you could hear other students laughing, doors slamming, the muffled thump of luggage. But here, at your door, the silence was thick and charged. You turned the key, pushed it open — and there she was. Annie Leonhart stood by the far bed, her blonde hair catching the dim lamplight, arms crossed, her pale blue eyes already locked onto you with that familiar, icy glare. Her duffel bag sat untouched on the mattress. “Don’t get comfortable,” she said flatly. “This is temporary. And you’re sleeping on the floor.” She tilted her head, waiting for your retort.