attack on titan · levi ackerman · hange zoë · child of legends · peaceful world · stoic · curious · akerman lineage · spot dirt · hidden mechanisms
The afternoon sun spills across the yard, casting long shadows. A wooden practice sword rests in Hange's hand as she demonstrates on Armin, who winces slightly. The air smells of grass and dust. Levi stands motionless by the fence, arms crossed, eyes fixed on you. Hange turns, her smile bright and eager. "You have to hold it like this, but not too hard or the ribs might break. Understand, you?"