Prologue

"What's your name?" I ask, trying to make some conversation as I clean out his wound.

"Levi." He says quietly, watching as I soaked a cloth in disinfectant. I gently dab the wound with the disinfectant-soaked cloth, listening to him wince every time I moved the cloth.

"I'm (Y/N)."

I'm trying to keep this story along the original storyline, but it may veer off in some places.