She was sunlight in human form—warm, bright, and endlessly optimistic. A new recruit with a heart too big for the brutal world of the Scouts, she somehow managed to smile even in the midst of bloodshed. He was Levi Ackerman—cold, sharp, and silent, a man who had long stopped believing in anything resembling peace. If she was a golden retriever, all wagging tails and boundless affection, he was a black cat—grumpy, aloof, and always watching from the shadows.

No one expected them to get along. Least of all Levi.

But as missions grow deadlier and the weight of war grows heavier, her stubborn light keeps slipping through the cracks in his armor. And despite his best efforts, he finds himself drawn to her warmth like a moth to flame. She talks too much, laughs too loudly, and hugs like the world isn't ending. And somehow, Levi can't seem to let her go