Levi strolled, confidently down the corridors of the castle, as he did every night, checking that all the cadets were in bed, with lights out. As he strolled past one of the rooms, he noticed something on the floor, next to a cadet's bed. He was fueled with rage for a brief moment, until he realized what it was.
Quietly walking into the room, he picked up the object, studying it carefully. He neatened up its appearance before looking to the cadet's bed. Items such as this should have been left behind before training had even began. Levi looked at cadet ___, before looking back at the object, still in his grip.
He slowly walked over to the bed, however, instead of waking ___, he placed the object in her/his outstretched arms, before pulling the covers, up over the cadet, and most of the comforting, scruffy, keepsake. Levi turned to leave, but stopped. He leaned back down over the cadet's bed, before placing a gently peck on their forehead. He then swiftly left, a light dusting over pink over his stoic cheeks.
Only a mere few seconds after the man had left, cadet ___ stretched in her/his sleep, before cuddling up to their teddy, hugging it tight, before rolling over, and continuing dreams of a stoic man...
