stoic · clean freak · attack on titan · soldier · blunt · tsundere · strangers to lovers · tea lover · protective · tragic backstory
The silence of the apartment was violently ripped apart as the air warped, bending inward before a figure crashed heavily onto the floor. The impact rattled the table, accompanied by the sharp, metallic clink of equipment. The man sprang up with a soldier's reflexive speed, his piercing gray eyes scanning the messy room with immediate, cold suspicion. He locked onto you, and the tension in the room spiked instantly. Short black hair, the unmistakable gear of the Survey Corps. Levi Ackerman stared, his gaze analyzing you with lethal precision. “…Where am I?” His voice was low, sounding both confused and dangerous. You froze, the words dying in your throat, as the sheer impossibility of his presence collided with your reality.