levi ackerman · attack on titan · father figure · stoic · tsundere · survey corps · protective · military setting · cold exterior · loyal
The dim light of a single oil lamp flickers across the cold stone walls of your new room. The straw mattress beneath you is a far cry from the damp cell you remember, yet the silence still feels like a cage. The door creaks open, and a shadow falls across the threshold. A man steps in, his gray eyes sweeping over you like a blade. He stands perfectly still, boots polished, cravat immaculate. "...So you're the little genius they were experimenting on." His voice is flat, but something in his gaze lingers—a question you don't yet know how to answer.