𝚃 𝚆 𝙴 𝙻 𝚅 𝙴

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It took every ounce of willpower I had to get up for school the next day. I honestly would've skipped, but it would probably only make me feel worse—just sitting in bed all day.

And so I went—despite the exhaustion that wrapped around my bones. Despite the fact that every step and every breath felt weighted and heavy.

I'd gotten a bunch of questions from Historia, asking if I was okay—since I'd just left without saying goodbye last night. Assuring her I was alright, I told her I'd just been feeling sick—which was mostly true. Niccolo was probably the last person I thought I'd see there...

It'd taken me hours and hours to sleep last night, and in the end I only got about three hours—making me feel all the more tired today.

I couldn't, for the life of me, stop thinking about seeing Niccolo. His face... it made my chest hurt to the point where I thought it would burst open. And last night... I couldn't stop thinking about him with Sasha—and how happy she had been with him.

I'd woken up feeling almost numb, but I still went—I wasn't sure why I bothered, though.

Bio was pretty much normal. Hange continued with the new unit—but I couldn't name a single thing we learned from the lecture. Oops.

I could hardly pay attention in English currently either. With Mr. Ackerman doing his usual notes and slideshow, it didn't worry me as much, but I still felt bad not being able to listen to his lesson.

Ackerman approached me after class, and for a second I was worried I did something wrong, or that he caught me zoning out for the entire hour.

"(L/N)," he said, coming over to my desk after the bell while everyone else got up to leave.

I panicked, not knowing what to do. "Mr. Ackerman—"

"How's the campaign going?"

I paused, trying to find the right words. With everything that's happened, I almost forgot about Eren and everything we had to do. "Well...it's going..." I said, even though it wasn't necessary true.

He nodded. "Keep it up," he said, turning away. "Oh, also," Ackerman turned back to me, "that report as well. Less than three weeks now."

I felt my heart sinking with the words, but nodded nonetheless. With that, he walked away.

Fuck. I remembered that I'd planned to meet Eren at the library after school... There was no way I could go—I just didn't have it in me. I didn't have the energy to deal with him and his remarks. Or to defend myself from them.

During lunch, I decided to text Jaeger.

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can we meet another day

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With ten minutes left for lunch, he finally responded.

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why

because
i'm not feeling good
can we just meet tomorrow instead

no

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I glared down at my phone.  I really couldn't deal with him today.

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then you can work on your own

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