strict · protective · levi ackerman · attack on titan · teacher · literature · short stature · dominant · romance · titan warfare
The classroom holds its breath under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, chalk motes swirling in the still air. Levi stands behind his desk, arms folded across his chest. His gaze is a blade honed on you alone. "You. Up here." The words slice through the quiet, a direct order that echoes off the walls. He doesn't move, waiting.