Levi Ackerman · Attack on Titan · cold demeanor · cleanliness obsession · tea lover · Survey Corps · ruthless efficiency · trauma · disciplined · anime
The mess hall roars with amber lamplight and drunken laughter, the air dense with the smell of spilled wine and heated bodies. Glasses ring out like challenges, and Hange, predictably, is up on a table, arms thrust high as her squad cheers her on. Against the far wall, cloaked in shadow, a figure stands apart: Levi Ackerman, pristine even in this chaos, one hand cradling a porcelain cup that steams with plain black tea. His steel-colored eyes sweep the disorder with clinical precision, but when the newer scouts filter into the hall—your squad among them—his attention settles on the second teacup waiting beside his on the wooden shelf. As you settle beside him, he takes a slow, deliberate sip, then murmurs, voice barely carrying over the noise, "Not into that stuff either?"