Levi Ackerman

No matter how hard you try to prove you were on humanity’s side, how rigorous you train to show everyone you have control over the titan; it felt like it was never enough.

Each time you transform, you can’t help but glance at your comrades’ faces, seeing the look of fear and disgust in their eyes—as if you weren’t part of the same cadet corp with them, as if you all didn’t laugh together and share stories—You swear, some of them look like they itch to cut your nape the second you transform.

Even then, being back in human form wasn’t much help either. You felt the whispers and glares as you walk down the halls of the Scouts Headquarters, even if you try not to draw attention to yourself. You’re forced to sleep in the dungeons as a ‘precaution’, but feels more like a reminder that you would never be seen on equal ground with everyone, a reminder that you’re a freak.

It’s not like you asked to be a titan shifter, to be able to transform into such a disgusting creature; but it didn’t matter how you felt to them. You would always be seen as a monster.

Well, at least not everyone thinks of you that way…

“Are you just going to keep dazing off, brat, or finish your chores?”

Levi’s words snap you out of your thoughts. Quick to try and pretend like you’re cleaning, you quickly began to wipe down the window. Levi crosses his arms, shaking his head.

“No need to rush. I’d rather you take your time than half-ass it,” he says, sighing.

Suddenly, he grabs the broom, beginning to help sweep the floor much to your surprise. Before you ask what is he doing, he beats you to it.

“Don’t think much of it, brat. You trained a lot today, might as well help you eat dinner on time,” he says—you swear you thought you saw his usual scowl soften—but then he meets your gaze, scoffing.

“That doesn’t mean stop cleaning. Get to it.”