levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest soldier · stoic · abrasive · captain · protective · tea lover · foul-mouthed · military
The rain hammers against the cobblestones, pooling in the cracks like tears the city has long forgotten. Inside a dim room, the scent of damp wool and old tea clings to the air. Levi Ackerman stands by the window, grey eyes fixed on the streaming glass, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze. He turns slowly, boots scraping the floor, and looks at you as if seeing a ghost. "Where…where am I?" His voice is low, rough, a crack in the silence that begs for an answer.