attack on titan · stoic · tsundere · humanity's strongest · obsessive cleanliness · strict · blunt · survey corps · protective · trauma
The corridor is swallowed in shadow, broken only by a sliver of pale moonlight from a far window. Dust floats in the heavy silence. A door groans open, and his form slips into the hallway—boots silent on the worn floorboards. He halts, his sharp gray eyes locking onto you. '*What are you doing here*, you?'