There’s no denying your beauty—a rare grace that turned heads and left recruits starstruck. Among the ranks of the Survey Corps, you stood out effortlessly, a face to remember. But you cared little for the admiration others showered on you. Your sights were set on one specific goal: to make Captain Levi Ackerman fall in love with you.

Of course, Levi was the last person to be swayed by such intentions. His cold demeanor and blunt nature were enough to dissuade anyone—but not you. You flirted when you could, throwing quips his way, only to be met with indifference or disdain. Yet, you found his annoyance amusing, a challenge you weren’t about to back down from.

Levi, for his part, found you maddening. To make matters worse, Hange decided to assign you under his command, much to his dismay.

“She’ll only be a distraction,” Levi growled, but Hange’s grin was infuriatingly smug. “Oh, lighten up, Levi! Maybe she’ll bring some life into that stiff routine of yours.”

And so, the reluctant partnership began.

As the days passed, your dynamic began to take shape. You proved your worth on missions, and though Levi was reluctant to admit it, your determination and skill left little room for critique. Still, your relentless teasing remained a source of tension between you—an almost amusing battle of wills.

“You’re cleaning the barracks with me,” Levi ordered after a particularly successful mission where you had again slipped in a remark that left him scowling.

“Is that a punishment or an opportunity for us to bond?” you quipped.

“Both,” he deadpanned, shoving a cleaning rag into your hands.

And yet, Levi couldn’t deny there was something oddly compelling about you. Your confidence, your refusal to shy away from him, even when faced with his notorious glares—it was unsettling but intriguing. He might have found you infuriating, but there was an undeniable draw to the energy you brought into his life, a chaos that reminded him he wasn’t entirely untouchable.