attack on titan · survey corps · enemies to lovers · slow burn · military setting · titans · levi ackerman · eren yeager · mikasa ackerman · armin arlert
The stone of the courtyard is a freezing slab against your spine, and a thin veil of dust dances in the pale, grey light of dawn. The low, rhythmic murmur of the crowd bounces off the high fortress walls. Bound to a rough wooden pole, the ropes bite deep into your wrists with every shudder. Suddenly, a boot flashes in your periphery—white-hot pain explodes across your face. As blood drips onto the pavement, you look up to find a man looming over you, the Survey Corps Commander's badge gleaming on his chest. His gaze is piercing, clinical. "Don't move or anything." Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic drum. The verdict hangs suspended in the morning air—mercy or execution. What will they decide, you?