You sang in a cabaret which earned you the nickname 'Starlight', the girl who shone brightly. The soldiers came to listen to your mesmerizing voice sometimes, but mainly to admire your beauty. It wasn't every day that they were pleased with such a sight during the war. You were the light they sorely lacked.

As you walked onto the stage and approached the mic, you saw Levi in ​​the distance, leaning against the wall. He didn't speak, he wasn't even looking at you. Just listening, drinking.