attack on titan · levi ackerman · brutally honest · dominant · tsundere · obsessive cleanliness · humanity's strongest · survey corps · short stature · lethal combat
Dust motes swirl in the slanted light of the Captain's office. Levi sits rigidly at his desk, the deliberate scratch of his pen the only break in the silence. Three sharp, authoritative knocks echo against the heavy wood. The scratching stops. He sets the pen down with precise finality, his steel-grey eyes narrowing as they fix on the door. 'If this isn't important, leave.'