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(not completely proofread, bare with me👍🏼)
"Hey, you!" Shadis yelled at the boy with a mop of blonde hair. The blue-eyed boy saluted immediately with a sound of acknowledgment. "What's your name?" He demanded, towering over the younger male. "Armin Alert from Shiganshina District, sir!"
Most people would've been interested or curious about the boy's roots. Shadis, however, didn't look even the slightest bit amused. "Oh yeah! Sounds like a name for a fool!" The commandant insulted. "Who picked it? Your parents?" Armin corrected the man in a rapid voice. "My grandfather named me, sir!" Bending down to the boy's face, while making fierce eye contact, he asks what's the boy's purpose for being here.
"To help humanity win, sir!" Armin swears in nervousness. "Well, good for you! You'll make great fodder for the Titans! Row three, turn around!" Keith demands, grabbing Armin by his noggin, and turning him at 180 degrees.
The balded man walked up to a taller male who'd gone by the name Thomas Wagner, from Trost District. Keith had sent the big guy to the pigpen to practice on his volume level. The older man had moved on to the next victim of his violent degradation. Y/n could only sigh, expecting this to be the lengthiest three years of her life.
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"She's incredible. She's been running for five hours straight." Eren praised, watching the exhausted girl run, alongside a few other companions. She'd indeed been running for five hours, and the girl's pace had decreased severely a long time ago. "Actually, she was more shocked when he said no meals than when he told her to run until she was about to drop," Connie stated. "Dover is deep in the mountains... a sparsely populated village of hunters, right?"
"I'm not sure, never heard of it," Y/n responded, dragging her nail against the wooden fence out of boredom. "Oh? What's that?" Eren zoned in, looking at the carriage being carried away by a single horse. Everyone else turned their gazes to where Eren was looking. "They dropped out and asked to go to the reclaimed wasteland." A girl with black hair in two pigtails informed.
"But... it's only the first day." Armin mumbled, but loud enough for everyone near to hear it. "What choice do they have? If you're weak, you've gotta go." Eren stated, never taking his eyes off the resigning cadets. His sudden bluntness made a few whip their heads to him. "Back to hauling rocks and picking weeds." Marco perked up as if he'd been reminded of something.
"Say, we didn't ask where you're from." The freckled-faced boy brought up out of curiosity, fully pivoting towards Eren. Eren simply smiled back at the boy. "I'm like them... Shiganshina District." He said, placing his hands on Y/n and Armin's shoulders. Armin smiled at the gesture and, Y/n stood up straight with an unreadable expression. "Is that so? Wow..." Marco hesitated, looking at the boy nervously, along with Connie. "Then you were there...on that day," Connie mentioned with a reluctant smile. "H-Hey!" Marco warned as if hinting to him that's personal business.
