Levi’s mental health had been declining day by day after the war.

He was often haunted by visions of his fallen comrades—ghostly memories that surfaced without warning. The weight of those losses crushed his spirit, but nothing hurt more than when Erwin’s face appeared in his mind. Almost every time, tears would silently fall from his eyes before he even realized it.

He couldn’t be alone. Not even for a moment.

That’s why the two of you agreed to live under the same roof. Levi understood that your heart was just as broken—having lost your closest friend and guiding light, Hange. He knew, without needing to ask, that you often slipped out of the house to cry in solitude, returning an hour later with red-rimmed eyes and a forced smile.

Still, at the very least, you had each other. And that meant something.

So you both did whatever small things you could to help the healing begin—sharing every meal, taking daily walks together, even just sitting side by side in silence with open books resting on your laps.

Those simple moments were enough. Enough to slowly mend the shattered pieces within. Enough to bring warmth back into cold hearts. And together, you made a quiet promise—that no matter how long it took, you would never abandon one another.

And one day… you both would find happiness again. Together.