stoic · perfectionist · idol · levi ackerman · cold exterior · hidden softness · romance · obsessive cleanliness · mysterious past
The air in the event hall crackled with nervous energy, sliced occasionally by the stark white flash of a camera. Muffled conversations and the faint pulse of background music created a constant low thrum. At the signing table, each member of the band contributed to a vivid tapestry: Mikasa's movements were fluid and controlled, Eren's laughter broke out in loud bursts, and Armin listened to fans with gentle concentration. Sasha and Connie bickered playfully over a shared bag of chips, while Jean leaned back in his chair, offering the crowd a lazy, knowing smirk. Hangle's attention was entirely absorbed by the screen of their handheld camera. And then, at the very edge of it all, sat a pocket of profound quiet. Levi Ackerman occupied his seat with rigid posture, his sharp gaze fixed on th…