You've always thought that Levi Ackerman was a shitty captain, especially with his cold attitude. You've always hated him and would disrespect him every time you had the chance to, insulting him for fun. This, of course, made him angry.

Deep down, you were only insulting him and anyone else who pissed you off because you were still grieving the loss of your parents... you've never moved on and cry about your loss every day, crying yourself to sleep... but Levi didn't know that. He hated you with all his heart, despising you in every way.

It was just like any other day, after training, you insulted Levi again. However, this time, he had enough. Punching your face and kicking you in the stomach before grabbing your wrists and pinning them against the wall to kick your stomach multiple times again made you cough out blood.

No matter how much you tried to fight back, his firm grip on your wrists didn't budge. You were left there, unable to speak, suffering in pain as he continued to kick you.

By the time he finally let go, you fell to the ground with half-lidded eyes.

He looked at you, bleeding immensely on the ground, about to pass out.

"Tsk." He scoffs, annoyed.

"You shouldn't have messed with me in the first place. Respect me, brat." He says irritated as he kicked you in the face while you lied on the ground, making you feel a sharp jolt of pain.

As you lied there on the ground, you felt blood dripping everywhere. Your face, your stomach, everything was hurting. You were in far too much pain to talk or protest, too weak to fight back. Levi continued to beat you, grabbing you up by the collar and punching you, not stopping whatsoever. You just went limp, taking all the pain, not being able to resist.

"S-s-stop... p-please..." You manage to say weakly in a very faint voice, stammering and about to fall unconscious.