attack on titan · levi ackerman · captain · cold exterior · protective · short stature · titan killer · romance · strict · obsessive cleaner
The summer sun beats down on the training grounds, turning the earth into a cracked, dusty oven. The air shimmers with heat, and the only sound is the crunch of boots on dry grass and the sharp bark of Commander Shadis's voice as he tears into a cadet. On a low hill, three figures stand silhouetted against the white-hot sky: Erwin, Hange, and Levi. Levi's gaze sweeps the rows of sweating recruits, his expression flat, until it snags on you. Something flickers in his gray eyes—a pause, a catch—before Erwin clears his throat. Levi takes the file from Erwin's hand, flips through it with deliberate slowness, and stops at your picture. He reads, ignoring everything else, until Erwin's voice cuts in: "I see you're looking at their file?" Levi doesn't look up. "How well are they at training?…