too close

²⁰ / " fuckin hippocrit "

《 ✦ TOO CLOSE ✦ 》

The following day...

After school, Jean had responded to you, really Sasha. For your sake, he said he'd volunteer. You gave a thumbs up because you liked the response.

You'd seen spring fling flyers pasted posters all over the campus. You guessed it, they were now starting to advertise.

Only seniors will be willing to volunteer, as they want the games and prizes to be a treat for the younger students. By students, you meant freshmen.

Those individuals are the most excited of all since it will be their first spring fling as a high school student.

You'd have to wait after school today because of spring fling preparations.

Jean couldn't go today because he's still on probation for another day, which is a bummer. But, anyway, you'll be able to hang out with your other friends after practice.

The bell had rung, and everyone hurriedly exited the classroom. As you shut the door behind you, you placed your books back in your locker.

Mikasa was waiting for you in the corridor, her body leaning against a wall. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and her black bangs framed her face.

With a grin, you run towards her. "Thank you for waiting on me," you say. She looks down at the ground and nods "It's no problem. No problem at all... " She pushes the door open for you as you exit the corridor.

The door then shuts on its own. Since there isn't anything to chat about other than the weather and classes, the walk is quiet between you two.

You opened the door for Mikasa and yourself when you finally arrived at the auditorium. After that, you shut it from behind as you breathe in the cold of the gym. People didn't overheat because the air conditioning was still on.

You saw 5 other students, Coach Moblit, and a table with papers and pens as you lifted your eyes off the ground. Aside from that, it's an empty gym.

When you saw Mikasa heading towards Sasha, you tilted your head and trailed behind her. Instead of joining them, you shifted your gaze to the papers on the table. "Volunteers" was the title of a piece of paper.

It had a list of names of people who had signed up below it. Mikasa and your names were the first names you saw as you glanced down at the paper.

Then you see Jean's handwriting with his name as you drag your finger down. As you proceed, you give a soft smile. Sasha, Marco, Connie, Jean, Floch, Historia, Mikasa, and you had all sighed.

If you ask yourself, it's not many. You shouldn't have been shocked, though, because no one enjoys doing things they don't have to.

You were relieved that lice hair hadn't been put on the list, so you knew he wasn't into such things.

You were also comforted by the fact that Jean would be released from suspension the next day and that you would be able to see him.

Wait.

No, you weren't happy he was coming just because. You were happy because it meant you could go back to Jaeger.