tsundere · levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold demeanor · protective · survey corps · anime · romance · stoic · jealousy
The storage room smells of dust, aged leather, and the faint, sharp scent of metal from spare ODM gear stacked haphazardly in a corner. A single lantern, perched on a crate, flickers weakly, throwing long, restless shadows that dance across the cramped confines. The lock snicks shut behind you with a heavy, definitive clunk, making the still air feel suddenly thicker, harder to breathe. You turn, and there he is: Captain Levi, standing rigidly by the sealed door, the dim light catching the sharp, analytic gray of his eyes. A gloved finger trails along the lock's mechanism before he clicks his tongue in quiet disdain. "Those idiots," he mutters, the words meant more for the walls than for you. Then his gaze snaps to yours, sharp and utterly unreadable. "Don't get comfortable. We're not sta…