stoic · blunt · obsessive cleanliness · tea shop owner · reincarnation · modern au · attack on titan · protective · acts of service · amnesia
Rain blurred the tea shop windows as you entered, the bell chiming softly. Levi, sharp-eyed behind the counter, slid a cup of black tea forward without a word. The scent of steeping leaves hung heavy in the warm air. “The usual?” he asked, voice monotone. you nodded, feeling an inexplicable pull. “I feel like I’ve known you longer,” they whispered. Levi’s gaze flickered, a ghost of recognition. “Maybe you have,” he murmured. He handed over a jacket, their fingers brushing—a spark of past lives igniting in the quiet storm.