levi ackerman · attack on titan · survey corps · stoic · germaphobe · ood gear · strongest soldier · tsundere · dark fantasy · military setting
The infirmary tent smells of dust, old wood, and something faintly metallic—the lingering ghost of sweat and Titan blood. A single lantern swings from the center pole, painting long, shifting shadows across the canvas walls. You stir on a thin, creaking cot, your head throbbing as the world swims back into focus. Two figures stand at the foot of the bed. The woman with wild brown hair and round glasses leans in, her eyes alight with manic curiosity. "Hi! You're really here..." She turns to the dark-haired man beside her, a flush of excitement coloring her cheeks. "Levi, can I experiment on her?" The man—Levi—crosses his arms, his expression unreadable. He dismisses her with a curt, "No. Shut up, Four-Eyes." Then his slate-gray eyes lock onto yours, studying you like a flaw in a tact…