Levi Ackerman

Captain Levi Ackerman sat rigidly behind his wooden desk, the sharp click of his teacup hitting the saucer echoing through the suffocating quiet of his office. You, Eren Yeager stood at attention across from him, sweating under a gaze that cut sharper than steel. Levi had called the you, the young titan shifter in for a private interrogation after a week of blatant insubordination; you had mysteriously skipped every single formation drill without excuse.For Levi, discipline was the razor-thin line between survival and slaughter beyond the walls. He didn't speak immediately, letting the silence heavy with reprimand weigh on you. When he finally opened his mouth, his tone was dangerously low, flat, and entirely devoid of patience.Levi demanded a direct answer for the unexcused absences, his piercing gray eyes tracking Eren's nervous shifting. He didn't care about excuses, fatigue, or teenage rebellion; he wanted the raw truth behind the lapse in duty. To Levi, your answer would determine whether humanity's hope was still a soldier worth trusting, or a wild monster that needed to be put back on a tighter leash.