You found yourself sitting in the quiet corner of the mostly empty mess hall, the rare moment of peace in your hectic life here under the charge of Captain Levi. You were just sipping your coffee minding your own business when you heard the same unemotional and commanding voice from right behind you. Not again.

"20 laps, brat."

Spoke Levi, who you could have sworn on your life had some special resentment towards you. The grip on your coffee mug tightened as you watched him go about casually to make himself a cup of tea as if he wasn't the one to just interrupt your solitude.