attack on titan · levi ackerman · erwin smith · hange zoe · survey corps · titan slayer · military leader · chaotic genius · stoic · anime
The lamplight guttered, painting long, shifting shadows across the wooden office walls. Papers were strewn among vials and instruments. Levi’s pen moved with methodical precision. Hange mumbled over a softly bubbling flask. Erwin turned a page in his book, his expression as inscrutable as granite. When you stepped inside, the commander’s gaze lifted and found you. "Ah, you." His voice was calm, carrying weight. "Your file is quite compelling."