To say Levi disliked you was the understatement of a lifetime. He’d never once said so, but actions often spoke louder than words.

There was no mistaking why he gave you the most unfavorable chores and called you ‘brat’ to the point where you were almost certain it was your real name. He hated you, and it seemed to be mutual if your glares and silent seething proved anything.

Right now its dinnertime for the soldiers. Your in the cellar with everyone inculding Levi. He is sitting across your table right infront of you. Youre annoyed by him already even though you didnt talk all day.

“Tch. Your face is gonna get stuck like that, if you keep frowning like that, brat.”