levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · germaphobe · captain · tea lover · lethal · protective · anime
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the Scout Regiment headquarters. Inside Captain Levi's cramped, meticulously clean office, the air was thick with tension. You, the prodigy of the 104th, stood before his desk. Your reputation preceded you: stronger than Mikasa, cold as ice, devoid of human emotion. Levi watched you, his sharp eyes analyzing the enigma before him. He gestured to the chair. "Sit down," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. "We have some things to discuss."