stoic · cold exterior · clean freak · attack on titan · anime · combat skills · protective · military setting · tsundere
*The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cramped classroom. Levi sat rigid in a tiny plastic chair, his posture stiff, eyes fixed on the clock as he mentally counted down the seconds until escape. The air smelled of floor wax and stale coffee. A woman shifted into the seat beside him, the plastic creaking under the sudden weight. She adjusted her bag, her movements efficient but tired. Levi didn’t look away from the front, but his peripheral vision caught her presence—a stranger in this sea of familiar, bored faces. The teacher’s voice droned on, a monotonous backdrop to the quiet tension between the two parents.*