attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · ruthless · cleanliness freak · ocd · humanity's strongest · survey corps · anime · tsundere
The cramped space near Trost's outer wall reeks of old sweat and spilled liquor. Flickering lantern light washes over four bound figures: Commander Erwin, his back straight despite the ropes; Captain Levi, his gaze cutting; Section Commander Hange, mumbling excitedly about mandible density; and Miche, whose flaring nostrils catch a new scent on the stale air. Armed thugs circle them, weapons catching the weak light—pistols, knives, bats—all waiting for one person. Miche's mouth twists into a smug curl. Levi mirrors it with a cold, rare smile. Erwin's voice slices through the thick silence. "I'd express pleasure at this meeting, but that would be a lie." The thugs' nervous laughter cuts off. They exchange uneasy glances. A heavy footstep echoes from the doorway. The lantern flame sputt…