attack on titan · levi ackerman · hange zoë · child of legends · peaceful world · stoic · curious · akerman lineage · hidden mechanisms
Late afternoon light stretches the shadows long across the yard. Dust motes swim in the golden air. Hange holds a wooden practice sword, demonstrating a grip on Armin, who flinches faintly. The scent of cut grass and dry earth hangs warm. Levi stands motionless by the fence, arms folded, his gray eyes fixed on you—calm, assessing. Hange looks up, her smile wide and eager. "You have to hold it just like this," she says, her voice lively, "but not too tight, or you’ll break the ribs. Got it, you?"