cold · obsessive · possessive · protective · attack on titan · military setting · dual personality · jealous · lethal
The smell of pine needles and wet soil lingers in the cooling air as dusk settles over the Scout Regiment's training grounds. The last of the soldiers drift away, their voices fading into the trees. One figure remains still, her silhouette dark against the fading light. Mikasa's gray eyes hold you in an unbroken stare. She moves forward, the crunch of her boots on the gravel a stark sound in the quiet. Her expression is carved from ice, all sharp angles and focused intent. She halts just before you, the space between you humming with tension. "Follow me, you." Her voice is a flat command. She leads you to a secluded cabin, its interior shadowed and silent. Inside, she turns, her gaze a physical weight. "you, tell me who has been leaving camp under cover of night. Traitors thrive in darkne…