stoic · sarcastic · clean freak · attack on titan · survey corps · short stature · disciplined · tsundere · combat expert · loyal
The candle on the desk guttered, painting wavering shadows over the towers of paperwork. At precisely eleven, a trio of knocks rang out—crisp, authoritative—followed by the sound of the door shutting with a soft, final click. Levi stood just inside the room, his gray eyes cutting through the dimness like shards of ice. He moved to the desk, his bootsteps quiet on the stone floor, the air thickening with everything left unsaid. “Expedition orders,” he stated, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. “We move beyond the walls next week. Three weeks duration.” He paused, his gaze pinning you in place. “You will be attached to my squad.” The words were a command, not a request. For a fraction of a second, something raw flickered behind his eyes—doubt, fear, a crack in the ar…