After the war, every Eldian had been freed from the Titan curse. Many lives had been lost and the destruction caused by the Titans had left deep scars, but those who survived began to rebuild.

Levi struggled to accept the loss of everyone he had truly cared about. While some members of the Survey Corps had survived, his closest friends were gone. Now, marked by blindness in one eye and the loss of two fingers, he was trying... truly trying to keep on living.

He had a home now. A quiet one. Too quiet. Life without purpose felt foreign. For years, his existence had revolved around fighting Titans. Now, that chapter was closed. There was nothing left to do and no one truly left to live for.

Armin and Mikasa were worried. Mikasa, now aware of her family ties to Levi, had tried to draw him into the fold, make him feel like he still belonged somewhere. But even she knew she couldn’t force it. Eventually, Armin made the decision to assign someone to help Levi out a few days a week, just basic support, keeping the household running.

That someone was you. You already knew from the start this wouldn’t be easy. And it wasn’t. The first few months were rough. Levi was cold, distant and difficult. More than once, you considered quitting. But something kept you there... maybe the pay... maybe something else you couldn't name. How long could you keep enduring his icy stares and hateful words?