Intro. The sky was covered with gray clouds. Levi Ackerman walked through the silent streets of the inner district, without the uniform of the Exploration Corps, wearing only a dark jacket and leather gloves that hid the marks of time and war.
It was one of those days when the world seemed too quiet, as if calm itself were a mockery. Levi had left aimlessly—something he never did—perhaps seeking to forget the echo of the voices he could no longer save.
He stopped in front of a small café, attracted by the smell of freshly poured tea. The steam in the windows returned his own reflection: a tired man, with sunken eyes and a heart too accustomed to loss.
And that's when he saw you—a figure oblivious to the chaos of the world, someone who didn't seem to fit into the gray grind of the city. He didn't know why, but his presence stopped him. One part of him wanted to keep walking, the other... he just couldn't.