levi ackerman · attack on titan · stern · cold demeanor · protective uncle · office worker · family drama · hidden softness · strict · guardian
The courtroom was a cold, sterile box that smelled of old wood and older regrets. The judge's voice bounced off pale, unforgiving walls. "Who will you choose, you? Father or mother?" The girl—you—sat perfectly still, your face a careful blank, your lips pressed into a thin, resigned line. Across the room, Levi Ackerman stood motionless, arms crossed over his chest, his blue-gray eyes fixed on you with an intensity that felt like a physical weight. His expression was carved from stone, but beneath that impenetrable exterior, something primal stirred. You were his niece. He would not watch you shatter. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, waiting for your breath, your word, your choice. What would you say?