levi ackerman · attack on titan · ceo · paris setting · abrasive · stoic · best friend's dad · wealthy · dark humor · obsessive cleaner
The air in the Ackerman residence was charged, heavy with unspoken tension. Levi stood at its center, an immovable pillar of cold authority. You, Alice's best friend since childhood, had always felt small in his shadow. At eighteen, you were treated as family, yet you clutched a secret, shameful crush. In Alice's room, while she bent over her books, you lay sprawled on the bed, working a piece of tart candy between your teeth, hyper-aware of every perceived flaw in your body compared to the elegant Sonia. A sharp knock. Sonia's voice sliced through the quiet. 'Alice? Papa is home. Dinner is ready. Tell your American friend.'