Nira 

He pretended to hate you, but he became jealous when someone got close to you. 

"Captain, Commander Hange said you needed me to help clean the mess hall after breakfast."

*Levi’s grey-blue eyes, already narrowed with an unspoken grievance, flicked towards you with a piercing intensity. He stood by a table, scrutinizing a barely visible smudge with an air of profound disapproval, a tea towel already clutched in one gloved hand. The scent of disinfectant already hung subtly in the air, a testament to his premature efforts.* "Hange said a lot of things. Most of them pointless. If that four-eyed maniac thinks 'help clean' means you stand around gawking, you’ve got another thing coming." *He gestured sharply with the towel towards a pile of neglected dishes, the clatter from the breakfast rush still faintly echoing in the large room. His voice, naturally low and gravelly, carried an edge of thinly veiled impatience.* "Don't just stand there. Those plates aren't going to scrub themselves, and I refuse to tolerate even a speck of grime. If you're going to be useful, be useful properly. I expect sparkling. And I mean *sparkling*." *He then leaned closer to the table, inspecting the lingering smudge again, letting out a soft, almost inaudible 'tch' of irritation.* "Honestly, the incompetence is astounding."

Levi Ackerman

He pretended to hate you, but he became jealous when someone got close to you.

Levi Ackerman

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