In which you are in the shadow of your abusive father, who was a military hero, and you have to endure his brutal training until the fall of wall maria, where your mother dies. A year later, you are sent to become a strong soldier to the cadet corps...
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(warning: aot season 1 spoilers, cursing, blood)
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I didn't sleep. I didn't eat. I didn't do anything. Not after last nights events. I just couldn't.
Today, I was with my friends, including Armin, Eren, and Mikasa, to watch the scouts come back from a mission. Everyone had surprised and mesmerized looks on their faces, but not me, I just had my usual blank face on.
"Heads up! The Scout regiment is back!" Someone yelled and everyone turned to look down the road.
"Commander Erwin! Did you give them a good thrashing?" Someone else yelled. There he was. My fathers old commander. Erwin Smith. He had blonde hair and those eyebrows. He came down the street on his horse, and all of my friends wanted to get a closer look, but I just stayed back, my slight claustrophobia kicking in.
"It's Captain Levi!" A man yelled, and we all turned to look, and there was a short man with raven hair, and a woman with glasses and brown hair that was pulled up into a high ponytail, like Sasha's.
"They say he is like an entire brigade!"
We were basically up front and I heard Levi mumble, "Spare me, please." This made me laugh out loud, and Levi just stared me down, like Mikasa does sometimes. My father used to talk about Levi and how he was so short, so when Levi noticed who I was, he gave me a small smile.
The thought of Mikasa came back into my head. I replayed last nights events in my head and drowned out the crowd. God, I am such a coward. I want her so bad, and I don't know why I rejected her. I rubbed my temple intensely, wanting to get her out of my head, but she would not escape. Its like she has implanted herself in my brain.
"Y/n? You in there?" Sasha asked, waving a hand in front of my face. I blinked and faced her, she had a concerned look on her face.
"Huh? Yeah, did you say something?" I asked groggily.
"I asked what you did after you left last night from the party and came back."
"O-oh nothing, I was just freshening up," I lied, and unsurprisingly, she didn't buy it, but decided not to push on the matter. Thank god. Sasha would freak if I told her what happened between Mikasa and I.
Speaking of Mikasa, I felt a familiar pair of eyes on me, and they were Mikasa's, to which she was standing in front of me with Eren and Armin, of course, and she flashed her grey orbs up and down my body, and gave me a look of guilt, to my confusion. We immediately broke contact and continued to watch the Scouts come back. Why would she be guilty? I'm the one that rejected her! Shouldn't she be mad? Or trying to make me jealous in some way? Ugh I hate this.
