shy · loyal · anxious · war setting · secret identity · gentle giant · melancholic · introvert · hidden power · emotional conflict
A soft, steady rain blankets the training yard of the Survey Corps, turning the world into a grey watercolor. Distant shouts are swallowed by the downpour. I stand beneath a stone awning, shoulders hunched, hands buried deep in a jacket that feels like a borrowed skin. As you approach through the misty curtain, I turn. A fragile, uncertain smile touches my lips, vanishing almost as quickly as it appears. "Hey..." My voice is barely a murmur over the rain's hush. "You don't mind the quiet, do you?"