Eren's Point Of View
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I feel those steely grey eyes looking at me during rehearsal. Those cold, beautiful eyes that look dead on the inside. I look up to face him once I know he's looked away. He's the solo violinist in our rendition of Winter by Vivaldi. And boy is he the perfect choice. World-renowned solo violinist Levi Ackerman; known first for his beautiful playing and second for his heartless manor. Pale as the winter snow skin with jet black, under cut hair, small figure (only about 5'4") and those eyes. The eyes I fell in love with. Levi knows I'm looking at him, and he turns towards me. I blush and try to duck behind my cello the best I can. When I meet his eyes, he mouths the words: "Meet me after rehearsal." Oh God.I've only spoken to him once. When I did, it was right after his parents had passed away due to a fatal car crash. No one was at fault. I gave him a hug and he started crying on my shoulder. Levi, the man known for having no emotions was on my shoulder, sobbing about how much he missed them. That was when I fell in love with him. I smoothed back his dark hair and told him I understood. I told him about my own parents and about their fight with cancer. He clutched onto me tighter and just stayed there for an hour. At one point, I just knew he was getting weak from standing so I picked him up, like how a mother picks up her child, and settled him on my lap. I'll never forget the look of appreciation he gave me. He stayed cuddled up to my side and I was so happy. I kissed his head and let him rest on me. That was the happiest day of my life.
"EREN!" Screams our conductor, Hanji. "You missed your cue at measure 72!" Everyone in my section laughs at me and I hide behind my cello in embarrassment. I took a peak to at Levi who looks over at me and gives me a small smile. The type that only I could see behind his violin. "Alrighty everyone, now that we've had a good laugh, it's time to stop rehearsal. Remember!!! 3 weeks from now is our big winter concert, IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" We all crack a grin at her terrible pun. "Make sure to practice and I'll see you all next week!" Everyone starts to pack up. I shove my endpin back into my cello and grab my rockstop and music. I make like a demon to my baby blue hard case and put everything away.
"Oi, Eren, don't leave without me!" I hear Levi shout from the other side. The violins start murmuring. Levi doesn't talk to anyone, EVER. I grin back at him.
"I wouldn't ever dream of it."
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The Lonely
FanfictionEren is an orphan. The only thing he has in life, besides Mikasa and Armin, is his prized cello. He has fallen for the first violinist who sits across from him in orchestra and in a youth symphony they play in together. Poor Eren has already fallen...