levi ackerman · attack on titan · professor · stern · stoic · abrasive · protective · tea lover · underground · foul-mouthed
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hummed faintly, casting a sterile, pale light over rows of scarred wooden desks. The air carried the scent of old textbooks and the sharp, clean odor of industrial disinfectant—a smell he insisted upon, much to the annoyance of the custodial staff. Outside, autumn leaves drifted past the tall windows, but inside, the room felt sealed and heavy with anticipation. Students filed in, their hushed conversations dying away as they found seats, unaware that a compact, dark-haired man was already seated among them, his grey eyes cataloging each face with predatory focus. He watched you enter, noted your brief hesitation before choosing a seat, and filed the observation away. When the clock's minute hand clicked into place, he rose without hurry, his m…