(Y/N) tells us a story starting from five years ago, the year 845. She tells us about her childhood friends, and the important people in her life, Mikasa, Eren, Armin, Connie, Sasha, and Jean. (Y/N) goes deep into explaining her relationship with Je...
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A couple of weeks had passed since I talked at the lake with Jean, we would talk every now and then. When we weren't training we would sneak out to go down to the lake and talk, I enjoyed our conversations.
The air outside had a certain warmth to it, the sun was hidden behind clouds, it had just finished raining earlier in the morning, the grass was still wet and the sky was a soft grey.
We were practicing hand-to-hand combat in the field. We all needed to pick a partner. Since Mikasa and I were at the top two in hand-to-hand combat we had to spar with the people at the bottom in order to level the strength of the top ten cadets.
Commander Keith Sadies entered the field.
" LISTEN HERE MAGGOTS, TODAY WE'LL BE PRACTICING HAND TO HAND COMBAT! THOSE IN THE TOP TEN SEPARATE YOURSELVES FROM THE REST, THE REST OF YOU LOT PICK A SPARRING PARTNER ! ", he yelled
Connie slowly raised his hand to ask a question.
"Uh, sir do you think you could please repeat the names of those in the top ten again, haha ?", he asked, laughing awkwardly, quickly saluting afterward.
" Listen here, boy. Your head must not be screwed on tight enough if you forget a piece of information as important as that, not to mention your salute being on the wrong side.
I'll repeat the top ten in hand-to-hand combat one last time."
The Commander was scary, or maybe it was just because he was bald, I guess those things kind of come hand in hand.
Clearing his throat he shouted,
"
Number one: Mikasa Ackerman
Number two: Y/N
Number three: Reiner Braun
Number four: Bertholdt Hoover
Number five: Annie Leonhart
Number six: Eren Yeager
Number seven: Marco Bott
Number eight: Connie Springer
Number nine: Jean Kirstein
Number ten: Sasha Braus,
Number 1 goes with 10, 2 goes with 9, 3 goes with 8, figure out the rest by yourselves.
Y/N it is your responsibility to put back the medical equipment used for training this week in the shed ."
"Yes Sir!", I saluted.
"Number two goes with nine... nine...nine...shit! ...who was number nine again?", whispering to myself.
After a minute of trying to remember the list I realized number nine was Jean, scanning the field to find my partner, I spotted him. We made eye contact and I walked over to him with a small smile painted on my face. His cheeks were a warm peach color compared to the rest of his face, it wasn't cold out, he was blushing.
