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𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢

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𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢.
:: 📍𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆

Your alarm went off once again, and you reach your hand out to your nightstand where your phone was at to snooze, once again. Your head stayed nuzzled in your pillow as you groaned. "Ten minutes." You muttered for the millionth time. You suddenly realise how much you snoozed the alarm and you lift your head off your pillow.

You turn on your phone to see its ten forty five am, pushing eleven. Your eyes widen as you get out of bed. You swore it was ten..just a few minutes ago? your class starts in fifteen minutes and you're hardly out of bed.

"Shit!" You cursed as you scuttered away from your room, tripping over dirty clothes and clutter that you had left from the previous night before that you didn't bother to clean up because you were too exhausted to do so.

You knew it was a bad idea for you to go out last minute knowing damn well you have a class early in the morning. "Just a few drinks.." you thought in the moment. Now, your heads pounding because of your hangover and you're about to be late for a very important class. You rush and get ready for today.



quick lil time skip of you getting ready...




quick lil time skip of you getting ready

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#𝗢𝗢𝗧𝗗⭐️

You closed the door to your dorm behind you with one hand as the other hand was scooping up your coils to put it up into a bun.

Somehow you managed to get there on time, eleven on the dot. Everyone was settling into class when you were just walking in. You take a seat at the back of the class and put all your stuff down, taking your laptop out. Hange is already in front of the class preparing everything for today.

You never once complained about being in college because you wanted to make your mom proud. She never got a chance to finish, she had to stop in her junior year because she got pregnant with you. Since then, you've wanted to break the cycle and graduate.

You rummage through your bag to find your glasses and you put them on, in the corner of your eye you see an unfamiliar (yet familiar?) person walk into the room but you choose to ignore it and you keep your eyes on your laptop, the screen in front of you.

Murmuring begins to go around the room and then Hange clears their throat. "Good morning everyone." They greet, taking a seat at their own desk. "Today we have a new student in this class..named, Jean, right?"

Your eyes look up from your screen and begin to scan the room. Jean? as in Jean kirschein? You couldn't be hearing right.

Your lips part in shock as you locate him, sitting in the middle row, next to Connie. "Ain't no damn way." You thought.

You feel yourself beginning to get hot and your eyes slightly widen. He nods and Hange smiles at him. Fuck. It really was him. Jean. Your first..everything.

Everything and everyone becomes mute around you and you feel your heart rate increase and the beat in your ears. Trying to calm yourself down, you take a breath. Relax, y/n.

You bite down on your tongue and look back at your laptop screen. You and Jean had a deep connection that no one really understood,from knowing eachother since middle school and early high school days— almost wanting to kill each other to junior year of high school,the most unforgettable year of your life.

"Okay, this time you will be working in pairs, I'll be choosing." Hange says as their eyes are glued to their laptop screen. "Nailea and Emerald, Eren and Connie, Armin and Annie, Reiner and bertholdt, Historia and ymir, and finally..."

"—Jean and y/n." She says. "Oh, great." You thought. Hange turns on the projector and starts explaining the work the pairs will have to do.

Suddenly you zone out and start thinking about Jean. There was an unexplainable feeling of unfinished business being there, which you knew there was alot to talk about but you just didn't feel ready.

Theres many things that you still can't comprehend even though many years have passed by. Asking the question "why?".

Your daydreaming managed to take up the last few minutes of the class. "Thank you all, Email me if you have any questions." Hange says before everyone gets up to leave. You put your stuff away and immediately get up, speed walking but you feel a hand that you have hold and felt before grab your wrist.

Electricity shoots through you as all the memories come back which you have blocked over the years on purpose. You knew exactly who it was. You slowly turn around and it truly is, him, in the flesh. He stands a little over six feet tall and his face is still the same yet a little stubble has grown and gosh, those brown eyes you could never forget.

"Y/n, I–"

"Save it, Jean." You mumble as you look up at him–feeling yourself melt into his touch and get lost in him like old days. It was almost like you were in a trance.You snatch your arm away and walk off, trying to get away as soon as possible.

You feel that feeling that you have been yearning to get away from for years comes rushing back to you, the memories you've desperately tried to bury in your mind come flooding back, and all you can do is nothing.







You're in your room now, laying in your bed as you scroll through Tiktok to cure your boredom but to also stop you thinking. As you scroll you get a text from an unknown number.

Unknown

Unknown
Hey
This is Jean

You
How did you get my number?

Unknown
Connie gave it to me
Just so we can communicate about the project,
Not here to bother u

You
Alright
seen at 13:30 pm

You stare at your screen for a moment, and then you see the text bubble come up of Jean typing, it stays like that for a few moments and then it stops, no text popping up. You furrow your brows for a minute and then switch off your phone.

You decide to not put your feelings first but to think about school instead. All you need to do is complete the project and then you would never have to speak or think about him again. Right?



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Hey hotties 🫂 im back.. its been a while chile. I've been wanting to revamp and switch this book up for a min tbh bc i didnt like how it was going looking back at it soooo..here we are 💀💀. Anyway i hope you can follow me as a rewrite this. I love reading yalls comments they make the book 2x as good. Anyways im back frl this time!!

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