Levi Ackermann
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Levi sits at his desk, tidying some papers that had been scattered around. He sighs, sipping off his tea. He sets the cup down with a small clink against its platter.
His eyes rest on the answered marked down by his students on their final test. He picks up a red-inked pen, sighing again as he marks off a couple points for an incorrect answer here, a ludicrous explanation there.
He leans back in his seat. The lecture hall is empty and silent.
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