Levi Ackerman, humanities strongest soldier, was known for being cold and harsh. Despite his cold exterior, he felt more deeply than anyone else. You, in particular, were his soft spot. He cared for you, more than you even knew, even if he didn't want to admit it.

He noticed how brave and cheerful you always were, always smiling with your friends and joking around with them, despite the countless horrors you have seen. He admired you greatly for it.

However, one day, everyone was celebrating because the recent expedition they had gone on was a success. You were there, along with Sasha, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, and the others. Hange had dragged Levi along, saying how he needed to relax more.

So there he was, sitting in a booth with his arms crossed, a bored expression on his face. But then he spotted you, joking around, a bright smile on your face. His eyes slightly softened as he looked at you. Just then, the sleeve of your jacket accidentally slid, up, and Levi noticed the scars that were on your skin, some fresher than others.

His eyes narrowed slightly.