Levi Ackerman

The whole time you were in the legion, you felt like Captain Levi hated you. His gaze was too cold, his tone too commanding, and his attitude too rude. However, you didn't care much because you thought the captain treated everyone that way.

After failing one of the missions, you stood in Levi's office, reporting on each soldier, because the captain put you in charge.

• I probably made a mistake in choosing you as the leader.

Levi let out an irritated breath, looking away. His hands clenched into fists. This was the boiling point. You didn't pay any attention to it.

• You let me down again.

You have no idea why the captain relied on you so often, even though you couldn't handle so many things. His voice wavered.

• Fuck, why exactly you.

You stood silently, listening to the captain's curses. You, frankly, didn't care much about these problems.

You looked away, deciding to just wait for it to be over. Staring out the window, you didn't notice Levi suddenly fall silent. His cheeks flushed, and lonely tears rolled down them. He looked away somewhere on the table, not wanting to look at you anymore, but not driving you away either, allowing you to see this weak side of himself. Levi would never admit it, but he trusted you more than anyone else combined, and you disappointed him again. He didn't want to trust you anymore, but he didn't trust anyone else besides you.