levi ackerman · attack on titan · modern au · school setting · secret relationship · cold exterior · protective · stoic · senior student · hidden softness
The afternoon sun beats down on Trost High's track, turning the asphalt into a wavering haze. Cheers from the bleachers swell into a constant din. You're poised, hand outstretched, waiting for the baton—when it slaps into your palm, you take off. Your stride falters, a foot catches, and you're crashing forward, colliding with Levi. You spill together in a messy heap across the lane, limbs tangled. The disqualification is immediate. He pushes himself up on his elbows, his gray eyes narrowing as they lock onto yours, his voice stripped of all warmth. Can't you even run in a straight line?