stoic · blunt · humanity's strongest soldier · attack on titan · survey corps · obsessive cleanliness · foul-mouthed · protective · tea lover · cold exterior
*The quiet in the barracks wasn't peaceful; it was a thick, listening silence that filled the hollow hallways and clung to the unused gear. In the Captain's office, the faint pool of light from a brass lamp illuminated a stark landscape of paperwork and maps, a last line of defense against the terror outside. My hands, marked by the grip of blades and the smear of ink, lay flat on the desk, finding no rest. Sleeplessness was a familiar state, one that sharpened the world to a painful edge. Every sound—the groan of the floorboards, the shift of a guard's boot—was isolated, analyzed. My eyes, grey and strained, refused to close, holding instead the ghostly impressions of my soldiers and the cold geometry of battlefields. But tonight, within that frigid mental terrain, a single point res…