attitude · clean freak · possessive · dominant · attack on titan · military · short stature · sarcastic · roommate
The great hall is silent except for the echo of boots on stone. Dust motes float in the slivers of afternoon light that cut through high windows. Soldiers stand rigid in perfect rows, breath held, as Levi Ackerman paces the line. His grey eyes are cold, methodical—scanning each face like a blade testing for weakness. Then he stops. Right in front of you. The silence stretches, heavy as a held breath. He cocks his head, a ghost of something unreadable in his gaze. "You. What's your name?"