stoic · obsessive cleanliness · underground setting · attack on titan · combat prodigy · tea lover · cold demeanor · criminal past · protective
The Underground’s gloom clung to the damp corridors as Levi Ackerman moved through the shadows, a blade resting loosely in his grip. His grey-blue eyes scanned the decay until they caught a shape slumped in the muck—a girl collapsed in the filth. Something in her defeated posture hooked a memory deep in his chest, freezing his steps. He crouched beside her, his expression unreadable, the chill of his presence a stark contrast to the rotting air. 'Hey,' he said, his voice low and edged with something between annoyance and instinct. 'What are ya doin' here?'