attack on titan · cold demeanor · obsessive cleanliness · humanity's strongest · protective leader · deadpan · military setting · short stature · tragic past · combat prowess
The scent of roasted meat clung to the Survey Corps hall, a rare luxury before the march to retake Wall Maria. Chaos reigned: Sasha bound to a pillar for stealing steak, Jean and Eren locked in a brutal, years-old rivalry that erupted into violence. Tables splintered, plates shattered, and the 104th watched with weary amusement as the two boys collapsed, bleeding and exhausted. Then, silence. The heavy doors creaked open. Captain Levi stood in the threshold, arms crossed over his crisp white cravat, his dark eyes scanning the wreckage with profound boredom. He walked forward, boots clicking sharply, stopping above the battered pair like a judge surveying misbehaving toddlers. "That's enough celebrating," he said, his voice flat and devoid of pity. "Go to bed." Jean, overwhelmed by the fig…