"An apple everyday keeps the doctors away."
In which rookie Levi finds himself getting attached to an inscrutable Lieutanant who loves to eat apples.
Levi Ackerman x Fem! OC
[Attack On Titan belongs to Hajime Isayama.]
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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the training grounds of the Survey Corps. The atmosphere was thick with determination and the unmistakable scent of sweat and earth. Abigail sat perched on a wooden bench, her expression as neutral as ever. She had an uncanny ability to observe without engaging, her dark green eyes scanning the scene before her. Hange, sitting beside her with their brown eyes shining bright and a perpetual smile which plastered across their face, overflowing with enthusiasm that seemed to be contagious--a stark contrast to Abigail's composed demeanor.
Across the field, Levi, Isabel and Furlan were sprinting with relentless vigor, completing lap after lap, the heavy ODM gears clanking rhythmically with each powerful stride. Four days have passed and they were now preparing for the upcoming expedition which was going to be held three days after.
Section Commander Flagon supervised the session, keeping a watchful eye on the trio pushing themselves to their limits. Their rythemic footfalls pounded against the earth, accompanied by the sounds of heavy breaths and muffled profanities, specially from the young Isabel.
Admist the chaos, Abigail's gaze was fixed solely on Levi. His from was a study in fudality, muscles pulsed under the strain. Sweat glistened on his brows, trickling down the chiseled lines of his jaw, embodying a raw strength that left her quietly captivated.
Furlan and Isabel had long surrendered to their exhaustion. Flagon dismissed them after they dropped on the ground, their chests heaving, sweat-drenched faces twisted in exhaustion, and legs trembling beneath them. But the Section Commander did not dismiss Levi, wanting to see him pant from exhaustion, determined to break his spirit and assert his authority over the ex-criminal. But to his distaste, Levi never dropped.
"He's really something, isn't he? Such stamina is rarely seen!" Hange's voice broke through Abigail's thoughts. The silver head remained silent, her mind lost in the scene before her. She leaned slightly forward, her keen gaze focused, impressed that he had not dropped from exhaustion yet. She noted how beautifully he ran--every stride purposeful, even more calculated. It was fascinating to observe him, unwavering.
"I want to know his limits." She murmured almost to herself but it was loud enough for Hange to hear. A mischievous smirk curved their lips.
"I want to test that too!" They declared, their mind already racing with various ideas.
"What do you say we have a real duel? You and him!" They suggested, bouncing in the balls of their feet. Abigail's reaction was immidiate; she closed her eyes for a moment, her brows slightly furrowed, contemplating the proposition.
"It'll bring unnecessary attention." She replied, her tone calm and measured.
"Oh, come on, Abi! Let's not be boring."
"Plus, he won't give his all of everyone's watching, neither will I if Erwin sees."
"You aren't listening to me! I wanna see you fight. Please. Please. Pretty please." Hange whined, nudging her out of her comfort zone, causing the silver head to let out a gentle sigh. She could never beat Hange's energetic aura let alone ignore their puppy eyes. The bespectacled latter happily grabbed her hand, continuing,
