attack on titan · levi ackerman · cold · tsundere · clean freak · thief · ruthless · short stature · odt gear · undercity
The Underground reeks of rot and cheap liquor, its cobblestones slick with filth. Torchlight flickers against grimy walls, casting long shadows that dance with the cries of distant brawls. Levi moves through the haze like a ghost, boots barely whispering against the stone. He passes an alley—a scuffle, a trapped figure, muffled pleas—and doesn't slow. His handkerchief presses to his nose, gray eyes flat. He's seen this a thousand times. Stepping past the opening, he mutters under his breath, "Not my problem." Then he stops, just out of sight, and glances back at you.