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Take It Out On Me - Mikasa x Fem!Reader

Warning! Triggering context for some people, involves Suicidal Thoughts and Self-harm.

<F.N> = First Name of Your Character

<L.N> = Last Name of Your Character.

<E.Colour> = Eye Colour.

<H.Colour> = Hair Colour.

<H.Length> = Hair Length.

Truth be told, being yourself, <F.N> <L.N>, life was relatively a boring thing. You had made some brilliant friends over the years. You knew Sasha Braus, Connie Springer, Jean Kirstien and Marco Bodt from kindergarten. You met Annie Leonharth, Bertholdth Fubar, Reiner Braun, Historia Reiss and Ymir in Grade School and your closest friends, Eren Jeager, Armin Alert and Mikasa Ackerman in middle school. Mikasa by far was your 'BFF' your 'Comrade' your, 'Bestie'...? She had always been there for you, especially during a very important time of your life. For a short while, you had found yourself engulfed with self-harm. You seemed to like the way your cold metal blades tore into your own flesh. The way blood slowly bubbled to the surface and trickled down your arm. Mikasa had always been by yourside, keeping you healthy, making sure you slept well and eat well, she found creative ways to stop, unique to you. Or little did you know to the both of you. But the past was the past, and it had been surely more than four months since your wound.Victory! Yes..?

                                     I don't know
                                     I don't know
                                  I don't know anymore
                                     Thought I had
                            Thought I had it under control

The day started normally, you threw on your teal coloured school blazer, roughly did up your tie and ran downstairs to where your single farther was working on breakfast. You sat down on your small table and started to sort out through your bag, a goofy grin on your face. "What's up with you, Miss. Happy Go Lucky?" You're farther asked, patiently waiting for the toast to pop up from the toaster. "Dunno, generally a good feeling day!~" You replied in a sing-song voice. You finally found your white and blue comb and began to touch up your <H.Length> <H.Colour> hair. "Whelp, breakfast is really a fast break today!" He called and slide a plate of toast over towards you. "Sure!" You mumbled happily through your mouthful of toast before finally checking the time and lunging towards your back door. "Bye Dad!" You yelled and waved over your shoulder. "Bye! And don't forget about practice tonight!" You nodded, of course you would never forget soccer practice on Wednesdays and Thursdays with Mikasa and Eren. With that in mind, you headed towards you local Bus Stop.

                                  Hear my voice, here it goes
                                   Hear it louder than most
                                  Here it goes, here it goes
                                           (1 2 3 4)

You arrived at your first class of the day, Woodworks & Technology with Mr. Zachariaus (Mike eue) , and took your seat next to Mikasa, instead of your brief "Hello"s and "How are you?"s she accepted your presence with a brief nod. Curious, you took out your notebooks and pencils and lay them on the rather dirty desk with a rattle. "Mornin'!" She looked up at you with her cold steel eyes, you flinched, and her eyes looked like she hadn't had any sleep. Probably Eren's fault. "Sorry" You murmured quietly and turned to watch Mr. Zachariaus demonstrate how to safely fuse two large pieces of wood together with nails. Basic. The rest of the class was muttering about this and that. Mostly Eren shouting his half on the conversation and Armin whispering the other. Pretty much:
"Hi Eren, how are you?"
"IM GREAT ARMIN THANKS, YOU? OMG GUESS WHAT"
"Im ok, and what, what what?"
"MUMS GUNNA TAKE ME TO PICK UP DAD AT THE AIRPORT!"
"Oh, is Grisha finally coming home?"
"YEAH!"
You rolled your eyes, "Is Eren always like this or have I only just noticed?" You asked blantently, trying to catch a brief look of Mikasa normal self in her eyes. "Yes." No luck. "So you're Dads coming home tonight then?" "Yes" You sighed, giving up, and continued to scribble down certain parts of what your teacher was saying. After another boring waste of time, the school bell rang as you packed up and headed out to your next lesson, joint physics and social science with Ms. Zoe and Mr. Berner. (Hanji & Moblit :3) And again, like any other day, the lesson went smoothly. Ms. Zoe performing some dangerous and uncalled for experiments and Mr. Berner screaming and trying set out various fires. Yes, that was quite a quiet lesson from the both of them.