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“Y/N, you’ve been assigned to clean the offices in the west area,” the supervisor said dismissively, barely glancing up from his clipboard. His eyes remained focused on the list before him, as if he were speaking to a mere piece of furniture rather than a person.
Y/N, exhausted from a long shift and heavy with the weight of her own thoughts, gave a silent nod. She had just finished scrubbing the floor in the room she was assigned to and was gathering her cleaning supplies. The hallway stretched before her, its emptiness echoing the hollowness she felt inside. Her footsteps echoed off the walls, a clear reminder of how lonely her life had become over the years.
Ever since failing to graduate from the Training Corps, everything had unraveled. Her parents had set impossibly high standards, and her failure had been a blow they could hardly accept. Her older sister, Anna, was their pride, a shining star who had excelled in every way Y/N had not. While Anna fought Titans as a respected member of the Survey Corps, Y/N had become a shadow in the background, struggling to find a place in a world that had cast her aside.
Desperation had driven Y/N to work as a maid after being disowned by her family. The job was far from glamorous, but it paid the bills… barely. She cleaned everything from restaurants to motels, and now, offices. It wasn’t for lack of trying. Y/N had applied to countless jobs, hoping to find something that might restore her dignity. But after a series of rejections, her options had shrunk until the maid work was the only thing left. Today was just another day of monotonous tasks, a day that felt as empty as the office she was about to clean.
Arriving at the office, Y/N set to work. The room was silent except for the ticking of a clock on the wall. As she wiped down surfaces and organized the books on the shelves, her thoughts wandered back to her family. Would she ever be seen as anything other than a disappointment?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of footsteps behind her. Startled, she turned to see a man standing in the doorway, his posture stiff and his presence commanding. His expression was hard to read, but there was an undeniable authority about him. The atmosphere seemed to change, and her pulse quickened when their eyes met.
“Excuse me, sir. I’m almost done here. Just a couple more minutes,” she managed, her voice steady despite the sudden tension creeping into her chest. She quickly turned back to her work, trying to maintain her composure under the weight of his silent presence.
The man didn’t reply right away, instead scanning the room with a sharp attention to detail that made Y/N uneasy. As he stepped further inside, Y/N stole a quick glance at him. He was dressed in the standard Survey Corps uniform, the wings of freedom displayed on his back. His dark hair was neatly styled, and his expression was cold and piercing.
Captain Levi, humanity’s strongest soldier, had a presence that commanded respect. He paced around the room with his hands behind his back, examining every corner of his office with sharp, almost clinical focus. When his eyes landed on the bookshelf Y/N had just cleaned, his expression darkened. He approached the shelf, dragging a finger across the surface, and then turned to her with a look of barely concealed irritation.
"Is this what you call clean?" He raised his finger, now coated in a thin layer of dust, and held it up for her to see. His eyes remained fixed on her, unwavering, making the silence between them feel heavier with each passing second.
Y/N's face flushed with embarrassment, her cheeks burning as she fumbled for words. “I’m sorry, sir,” she stammered, her voice barely steady. Her hands trembled as she quickly grabbed the cloth, moving to clean the bookshelf once more. His harsh criticism stung, eating away at her already fragile confidence. Her movements became rushed and tense, as if fixing the mistake quickly might stop more of his cold disapproval.
Levi wiped the dust from his finger with a handkerchief, his expression barely concealing his disdain. He kept his sharp attention on her, silently observing her every flustered movement. Without a word, he crossed the room, his footsteps nearly silent as he took his seat at the desk. Even as he settled into his chair, his focus remained fixed on her.
The weight of his eyes on her felt like a physical burden on Y/N’s back. She tried to concentrate on her work, but her mind kept drifting. Stories of Captain Levi’s skills and his ruthless efficiency were well-known, but seeing him in person was different. He was a little shorter than she had imagined, but his presence was overwhelming, showing the respect and fear he commanded.
The sudden thud of papers hitting the desk snapped Y/N out of her thoughts, causing her to jump. Levi was already on his feet with his irritated face expression.
“You don’t clean wooden floors with a mop that wet,” he snapped. “You’ll ruin the wood. It’ll swell with all that water.”
Before Y/N could even come up with a response, Levi crossed the room and snatched the mop from her hands. He didn’t wait for her reaction, immediately wringing out the excess water with an effortless twist. Without a word, he began mopping the floor himself.
Stunned, Y/N stood frozen, her mind swirling between humiliation and frustration. She hadn't expected the captain to be so obsessive about something as simple as cleaning, and his sudden takeover left her speechless. The words caught in her throat, but the intensity in his sharp, focused expression kept her from speaking. She wanted to say something. Anything. But the weight of his presence silenced her.
“You can go now,” Levi said, his tone leaving no room for argument as he continued mopping without sparing her a glance. “I’ll finish this myself.” His focus remained locked on the floor.
Y/N hesitated, her pride stinging from his abrupt dismissal. Levi's tone held a finality that made it clear arguing would be pointless. With a deep frown on her face, she turned on her heel and left the office, her mind swirling with confusion and anger.
As she walked down the hallway, each step felt heavy with her simmering resentment. ‘What an asshole,’ she thought bitterly.
The rest of her day was spent helping her colleagues with cleaning tasks, while Levi stayed in his office, focused on scrubbing every surface. Her colleagues exchanged knowing glances and whispered stories about Levi’s extreme standards, describing an obsession with cleanliness that bordered on ridiculous. It was a reputation that followed him everywhere, and now Y/N had seen it up close, leaving her frustrated and in disbelief.
By the time she finished her shift, the sun had set. After changing out of her cleaning uniform, Y/N put on her regular clothes and headed to the bar to meet her sister. The bar was a favorite spot for members of the Survey Corps and the Garrison Regiment, a place where soldiers could relax and find comfort after a long day.
As soon as Y/N walked in, she was greeted by a wave of noise: clinking glasses, laughter, and the buzz of overlapping conversations.
She scanned the room and quickly spotted Anna sitting at a table near the back, waving her over. They had only recently reconnected after a long time apart, but the warmth of Anna's smile made it feel like no time had passed.
"Y/N, over here!" Anna called out, her face brightening as she spotted her sister approaching. Y/N managed to walk through the crowd and finally sat down next to her, soaking in the lively atmosphere. The bar was packed, and it felt like half the city had come to drown their worries in alcohol tonight. A few soldiers were already swaying on their feet, barely managing to stay upright.
"I'm so glad we could finally meet," Anna said warmly, wrapping her hands around Y/N's in a comforting grip.
“I missed you,” Y/N replied with a beaming smile, squeezing Anna’s hands. Her whole face lit up, the joy of their reunion clear in her smile and the way she stood a little taller, feeling lighter just being with her sister again.
Before they could continue, a tall, broad-shouldered man with brown hair approached the table with a grin. "Anna! Looks like you've brought company," he said, his deep voice booming through the lively bar. Without hesitation, he pulled up a chair and made himself comfortable, as if he’d been part of the conversation all along. Y/N was slightly taken aback, her surprise evident as she hadn't expected Anna to invite anyone else.
"Hey, everyone! Over here!" he called out, as he waved toward a group of cadets across the room. Almost immediately, more people began pulling up chairs and joining the table, their voices blending with the chatter and laughter in the bar. Y/N felt a bit overwhelmed, struggling to keep up with the sudden wave of new faces and the rush of conversation.
As Anna began introducing everyone, Y/N took a deep breath and braced herself. "Y/N, these are my friends. We’re all in the same squad," Anna said, pointing to each one in turn. "This is Petra, Eld, Oluo, and Gunther. And this is my little sister, Y/N."
Each one greeted her with a warm smile, and she did her best to remember their names. Y/N felt a bit overwhelmed, trying to keep up with the flood of new faces while wishing she could just catch up with her sister.
Despite their friendly demeanor, Y/N's greeting felt awkward and forced. She was exhausted from the day's work and wasn’t in the mood to meet so many new people. All she wanted was to catch up with her sister. As she forced a smile and exchanged conversation, she couldn’t help but hope that this unexpected gathering would turn out better than she had initially feared.
As they settled into conversation, Petra’s eyes scanned the bar, a hint of concern in her voice. "Where’s the Captain? I thought he was supposed to meet us here," she asked, glancing around the bustling room.
"He’ll be here soon," Anna replied, taking a casual sip of her drink, before she set it down and turned her full attention to her sister. "So, Y/N, what have you been up to all this time? It’s been a while since we last spoke," she asked, her voice warm but filled with genuine curiosity.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the question. She hesitated, feeling a flush of unease. The last thing she wanted was to reveal that she’d been working as a maid. Her experiences in that job felt mediocre compared to the achievements of Anna and the rest of the squad, and she worried about how they might perceive her.
"Uh, you know," Y/N began, trying to sound casual, "I’ve been...busy. Working, mostly."
Petra, sensing the awkwardness, jumped in with a friendly smile. "Anna mentioned you’re not in the military. What do you do, if you don’t mind me asking?"
Y/N forced a smile, her mind racing to find the right words. "Just a few different things here and there. I’ve been focusing on various jobs."
Petra nodded encouragingly, but a hint of curiosity sparkled in her eyes. "Like what?"
Y/N’s cheeks warmed. She didn’t want to go into details. "Well, I do some office work and occasional odd jobs. Nothing too special, really," she said, thinking that it wasn’t technically a lie. She did work at an office, even if it was as a cleaner, and they didn’t need to know that part.
Anna and her friends looked at each other, clearly interested but noticing Y/N’s discomfort. They asked a few more questions, but Y/N’s vague answers seemed to satisfy them for now. As she was about to say more, the sound of the bar’s door creaking open caught her attention. The sound was almost lost in the bar's noise, but it made her glance over briefly. She didn't think much of it and turned her attention back to the people at her table, who were still introducing themselves.
As she tried to focus on the conversation, something made her look up again. That’s when she saw the familiar figure moving through the crowd.
Captain Levi.
The recognition hit her suddenly, and her heart skipped a beat. Levi’s presence was impossible to ignore as he walked deeper into the bar. The relaxed atmosphere of the evening vanished, replaced by a rush of panic. Y/N's nerves tightened as she understood the weight of his arrival, making her feel anxious and unsettled.
Levi scanned the room, and Eld, noticing him, waved enthusiastically. "Captain! Over here!" he called out. Levi followed Eld's gesture and made his way toward the table.
Y/N tried to mask her anxiety, but her hands trembled slightly as she glanced nervously at Anna. “Your squad captain is Captain Levi?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, her fear noticeable. The last thing she wanted was for him to recognize her and expose her lie. She tried to steady her breathing, her heart pounding in her chest. This was not how she had imagined this reunion at all.
Anna’s eyes lit up with pride. “Oh, you’ve heard of him? Pretty cool, huh? I’m in the Special Operations Squad, we’re handpicked by him. We’re basically the best of the best, right guys?” She looked around at her squadmates, who nodded and smiled in agreement.
Y/N’s hands began to tremble slightly, and she tried to cover her face with her hand, though she knew it wouldn’t help much. Levi was making his way directly toward their table, and panic surged through her. Her heart raced, and she felt as if the room had grown several degrees warmer. She desperately glanced back at him, wishing he might somehow not recognize her. But as he neared, his eyes seemed to settle on her, making her face flush with an intense, uncomfortable heat.
Levi’s presence shifted the atmosphere noticeably. Anna and her friends greeted him warmly, their smiles wide and inviting. Anna's face held a hint of satisfaction as she made the introduction. “Captain Levi, this is my sister, Y/N. She’s joining us for the evening.”
Y/N, feeling the weight of Levi’s eyes still fixed on her, slowly lowered her hand from her face. She looked up at him, her voice trembling as she managed a nervous, “Hi.”
Levi’s eyes briefly widened in recognition before they returned to their usual, unreadable expression. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Y/N had caught the momentary shift. She knew without a doubt that he had recognized her. He gave a brief nod in her direction, a gesture that felt both formal and dismissive. “I’ll get a drink,” he said, his tone flat. He turned away, leaving Y/N with a mix of relief and anxiety.
Anna noticed the awkwardness between Y/N and Levi but decided not to comment. She could see that Levi's usual cold demeanor seemed even more pronounced tonight, and it was clear the others at the table noticed it too. She tried to downplay the situation with a casual wave of her hand, though her eyes showed she was concerned. "Don’t worry about it," she said to Y/N, trying to sound reassuring. "He’s always like that. Just enjoy yourself."
Y/N tried to focus on Anna’s words, but the uneasy feeling in her stomach wouldn’t go away. The brief moment of recognition from Levi, followed by his cold nod, left her feeling unsettled. She felt the eyes of the others on her and struggled to keep her composure.
Y/N, feeling the weight of the awkward interaction, slowly stood up, her legs feeling heavy with unease. “I’ll order something too,” she said, her voice trembling slightly despite her effort to sound casual. Anna watched her go, looking curious but choosing to stay at the table. Y/N made her way to the bar, her heart pounding rapidly. Levi was already there, leaning casually against the counter. She could feel his presence even before she reached him, the air seeming to grow denser around him.
When she arrived at the bar, she positioned herself close to Levi, trying to minimize the attention she drew. The bartender, a middle-aged man with a warm smile, approached her. “What can I get for you, Miss?”
Y/N hesitated for a moment, lost in thought about what to say to Levi and feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on her. As the bartender's question brought her back to the present, she flinched slightly, her focus momentarily disrupted. “Oh— Um...I’ll have a water, please,” she said, her voice barely steady.
Levi and the bartender exchanged a brief, puzzled glance at the plain request, with the bartender raising an eyebrow before nodding. “Sure thing. Anything else with that?”
Y/N hesitated for a moment, her mind flicking to the bills she would need to pay soon. She shook her head, her voice barely more than a whisper. “No, thank you. Just water.”
The bartender, now a bit confused, looked at her with a touch of sympathy. “Would you like a slice of lemon in your… water?” he asked gently.
Y/N managed a small, grateful smile. “Oh, that would be nice, thank you.”
The bartender nodded in response, then quickly prepared her drink. He handed her the glass of water with a slice of lemon in it. “Here you go,” he said with a friendly smile.
Levi watched her, his eyes following her every movement. He could sense her discomfort and tension. Y/N turned slightly to check on the table where Anna and the others were sitting, making sure they weren’t standing right next to her before she looked back to the front, avoiding looking directly at Levi.
Levi wondered why she didn’t just walk back to her table now that she had her drink in hand. “You’re still here?” his voice cut through the moment, and Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. She clutched her glass tighter, her hands trembling slightly.
“Please,” she whispered urgently, her eyes wide with pleading. “Don’t mention anything about me working as a maid at your office. Please.”
Levi looked at her with his usual expression, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of curiosity. The silence between them stretched.Finally, he replied, “It’s none of my business anyway.”
Y/N’s breath hitched slightly as a wave of relief washed over her. Her shoulders, which had been tense, relaxed a bit. She managed a small, shaky smile, her voice trembling with a mixture of relief and gratitude. “Thank you.”
She turned to head back to the table, her heart still racing. The bartender, having finished preparing Levi’s drink, handed it to him with a nod. He accepted it and the two of them started making their way back to the table together.
When they reached the table, Y/N saw Anna staring at them, her expression hard to read but clearly watchful. Y/N’s stomach knotted with unease. As they sat down, Y/N could still feel her sister’s suspicious expression on them.
Anna broke the silence with a sharp, curious tone. “You two seem to know each other. Have you met before?”
The question cut through Y/N like a knife. Her anxiety grew as she realized Anna had been watching them closely, catching every moment.
Levi, as usual, remained calm and composed. He took a slow sip of his drink, his expression unreadable as he observed the interaction with detached interest.
With her heart racing, Y/N struggled to find the right words. Her mouth felt dry, and she could only manage a shaky, “Uh…” Her mind was a whirl of thoughts, trying to figure out how to handle the situation while Levi stayed silent.
Anna, clearly intrigued, pressed further. “So… do you know each other?” Her tone was curious, and the rest of the squad exchanged interested glances.
Y/N’s thoughts scrambled to find a suitable response to Anna’s question. She felt a wave of frustration and helplessness as her eyes darted between Levi and Anna. Levi sighed softly, his eyes reflecting a subtle understanding of her discomfort.
In a steady voice that revealed nothing, he said, “She works at my office.”
The table fell into a tense silence, and Y/N could almost feel the weight of everyone’s curiosity pressing down on her. Her frustration grew as she glanced at Levi, silently pleading for him to help her out of this awkward situation.
After a moment, Levi spoke again. “She helps me out with some tasks.”
Y/N’s heart raced, her anxiety mingling with a sense of relief at the clarification. She waited, holding her breath as Anna processed the information.
Anna tilted her head, clearly confused. “So... like an assistant?”
Levi nodded, his expression as impassive as ever as he looked down at his drink. “Yeah.”
The room seemed to still for a moment as Anna turned her attention to Y/N. There was a subtle hint of disappointment in her voice as she spoke. "Why didn’t you tell me you worked as his assistant, Y/N?"
Y/N felt a flush of embarrassment creep up her neck. She offered an awkward smile, trying to keep her voice steady. “Oh, I just didn’t think it was that big of a deal.”
Anna’s eyes narrowed slightly, her disappointment giving way to a touch of frustration. “But it’s kind of a big deal, isn’t it? Why keep it a secret?”
Before Y/N could respond, Petra interjected, sensing the tension and trying to defuse it. “Since when do you need an assistant, Captain?”
“Even I could use a bit of help sometimes,” he said, still looking down at his drink.
Y/N felt a wave of relief as she glanced at Levi. Her mind was still racing with the evening's surprises. Although the situation had revealed more than she had anticipated, Levi’s help had kept things from getting worse.
…
The next morning, Y/N stood in front of Levi’s office door, her heart pounding in her chest. She had spent the entire night replaying the events from the previous day, her emotions caught in a tangled mess. ‘Should I thank him? Or should I pretend nothing happened and just focus on my work?’ She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. No matter how much she prepared herself mentally, she knew the moment she stepped inside, there would be tension in the room.
With a final sigh, she knocked softly on the door.
"Come in," she heard.
Y/N pushed the door open, her hand shaking slightly as she closed it behind her. The sight of Levi at his desk, absorbed in paperwork, did little to calm her nerves. He was completely focused on the documents before him, his expression as unreadable as ever. “Good morning, sir,” she said, her voice softer than she intended, laced with nervousness.
Levi didn’t look up. His eyes remained on his papers. Y/N felt the weight of the silence settling heavily on her. She shifted her weight, trying to think of the right words to say.
“Um... I just wanted to thank you for what you did yesterday,” she started, her voice wavering as she tried to express her gratitude. “For not telling my sister about my—about my job. It means a lot to me. I know she and my family have high expectations, and—”
“Don’t think about it too much. It was nothing.” Levi cut her off abruptly, still fixed on the paperwork.
Y/N’s voice wavered as she tried to continue. “But I—”
“Look,” Levi said, pausing his work but not looking at her. His tone was flat, almost bored. “What you choose to tell your family about your job is your business, not mine. I only helped you out yesterday as a favor. There’s no need to turn this into some kind of drama.”
His words hit her hard, and Y/N’s shoulders drooped. “I understand,” she mumbled, reaching for the broom. “I’ll just clean the room and get out of your way.”
Levi looked up for the first time, his expression as steady as ever. "If you can at least manage that."
Y/N froze, the hurt in his words cutting deeper than she had anticipated. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling.
Levi leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his eyes locking onto hers. “Your sister mentioned how happy she was you finally found a decent job. Seems you were so useless that you couldn’t even make it through the Training Corps.”
Y/N’s breath caught in her throat. “She said that?” she asked, her voice breaking. Tears began to well up in her eyes, blurring her vision.
Levi shrugged, his tone flat. “It’s surprising. Your sister’s an exceptional cadet. I didn’t think her little sister would end up as a maid because you couldn’t cut it in training. And let’s not forget,” he added, his voice turning cold, “your cleaning skills are pathetic.”
The sound of the broom hitting the floor echoed through the room, causing Levi’s detached demeanor to slip for a brief moment. He looked up to see Y/N’s head bowed, her shoulders shaking. Tears streamed down her face as her hands clutched her dress tightly. The sight made him pause, surprise and regret crossing his features.
“You don’t get it,” Y/N whispered, her voice cracking as she looked up, unable to hide her tears. “It’s always about her.” A bitter smile twisted her lips as she wiped her eyes. “My parents have such high expectations. They’re so proud of her and everything she’s accomplished. I’ve always looked up to her, hoping that one day I might be good enough... that I might make them proud too. How do you think they’ll feel when they find out I work as a maid?” Her voice broke, the pain evident in every trembling word.
Levi stared at her, his usually sharp eyes wide with confusion and something else he couldn’t quite place. He hadn’t expected this reaction, and he wasn’t sure how to respond.
“I’m sorry,” Y/N mumbled, quickly wiping her tears with her sleeve. She forced a shaky smile, her eyes still glistening with tears. “I don’t want to bore you with my problems,” she added, bending down to pick up the fallen broom. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, sir, but I think I’ll need to call someone else to finish cleaning your office for me.”
Y/N hurriedly gathered her cleaning supplies, her movements hurried and unsteady. Without waiting for a response, she turned and left the office, her heart racing as she ran down the hallway. Behind her, Levi watched the door close with a strange, uncomfortable feeling settling in his chest. He wanted to call out to her, to say something, but he was at a loss for words.
For a long moment, Levi sat there in silence, the echo of her words lingering in the air. He hadn’t intended for this to happen, and yet, the weight of her pain pressed heavily on his conscience.
He shook his head, trying to push the thought aside. ‘This is why I don’t get involved in other people’s shit’, he thought, turning his attention back to the paperwork in front of him. But despite his best efforts, the image of Y/N’s tear-streaked face remained stubbornly in his mind.
Outside, Y/N stumbled into the cool, bustling streets. The midday sun was harsh and bright, but she barely noticed as she pushed through the crowd. She needed to find a place where she could be alone. She headed to the back of the headquarters, where the narrow walls offered some privacy.
Finally, away from prying eyes, the tears she had been holding back flowed uncontrollably. Y/N leaned against the cold stone wall, her legs giving out as she slid down to the ground. Curling into a ball, she hugged her knees to her chest, burying her face in her arms as she sobbed.
The shame of her display of vulnerability gnawed at her. She had always hated showing her weaknesses, especially over something she tried to downplay. But Levi’s words had struck a deep nerve, revealing a wound she had long tried to ignore.
She wasn’t sure why Levi’s words had affected her so much. She had endured harsh judgments before, but hearing it from someone like him, cut deeper than she expected.
The exhaustion from her emotional outburst began to weigh on her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and before she knew it, she had drifted off to sleep, still curled up against the wall.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Levi remained in his office. He moved to the window and opened it, letting in the cool night air. The sky outside and the countless stars caught his attention. No matter how long he had been on the surface, he never ceased to be amazed by the sky’s beauty, a privilege he had never known in the underground city.
His moment of reflection was interrupted by a group of young men lingering near the building’s exit. Their behavior was suspicious, their glances making him uneasy. From his position, they couldn't see him, but he could clearly watch their movements. Something about their demeanor raised alarm bells in his mind.
He watched as another figure emerged from the shadows, signaling to the group. They began to move cautiously in the direction indicated. Levi’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t like the look of this.
Closing the window, Levi returned to his desk, but his mind remained alert, troubled by what he had seen.
Meanwhile, Y/N stirred awake, her sleep disrupted by muffled voices nearby. Blinking to clear her blurry vision, she struggled to comprehend the shadows surrounding her.
“Are you sure this is her?” one voice asked.
“I’m certain it’s her,” another replied with confidence. “Look at her. She matches the description perfectly.”
Before Y/N could fully grasp what was happening, a rough hand grabbed her arm, yanking her up with alarming force. Panic surged through her as another pair of arms clamped around her torso, pinning her arms tightly to her sides. A hand covered her mouth, muffling the scream that escaped her.
Fear gripped her like ice. She fought against her restraints, kicking and squirming, but her captors were too strong. The men looming over her were large, their faces obscured but their intentions unmistakable.
“Look at her. She must be worth a fortune,” one of the men said, smirking. “Her family will pay up fast. I'm sure of that.”
The realization of her predicament hit her hard. She struggled against them, but her weakened body couldn’t overpower their strength. The more she resisted, the tighter their grip became, fueling her desperation and fear.
One of the men took a cloth and forced it into her mouth, tying it tightly to gag her. Her hands were bound behind her back before she was thrown over one man’s shoulder like she weighed nothing. The group moved quickly, slipping into the shadows of a dark alley, taking Y/N with them.
Just as they were about to disappear into the darkness, a sharp voice cut through the night. "Oi!"