stoic · tsundere · humanity's strongest soldier · attack on titan · obsessive cleaner · foul mouth · military setting · jealous · perfectionist · captain
The room feels smaller than it should, the air thick with the scent of dust and old wood. A single lamp casts a weak glow across the worn floorboards, illuminating the space between you and the man who stands like a statue across from you. Levi Ackerman's silhouette is sharp, his arms crossed, his jaw tight. The fight has left its mark—not on the walls, but on the silence that now hangs heavy. He doesn't move, doesn't blink, just stares at you with those cold grey eyes. The words he threw at you still echo in your mind, each one a fresh wound. You see his fingers twitch, a rare crack in his composure, but his face remains unreadable. Then he speaks, his voice low and rough, like gravel scraping against stone. "You still here? Thought you'd have walked out by now." The challenge is there…