𝘽𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨 | 𝙀. 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧

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«How many times I've told you to not play video games till dawn when you have classes at 8? »

The girl was angry. Her gloved hands were laying on her sides, her brows furrowed while she was towering him, sitting on a bench next to the Philosophy Department. The boy huffed in annoyance and looked at the girl in front of him. Her black bang barely hid her eyes that, he knew, would have killed him instantly if they could.

«You look like mom. » He took off his cap and adjusted his hair, tying them again.

«The only thing that makes me and mom different is that I will punch you till death. »

«You love me too much to do it. » He smirked, she scoffed.

«That's what you think. »

«Armeeeeen. Help me! Mikasa wants to kill me! » The guy cried out facing the other guy who was a few steps behind the girl who slowly shaking his head in disapproval. The two guys were like the sun and the moon as far as aesthetic in his eyes. Mikasa only wore dark colors, her black hair in a pixie cut, and her eyelids always black in contrast to her fair skin. Instead, Amin with his blonde hair and blue eyes always seemed sunkissed, and his color palette was neutral. 

«Eren, please... you're 20. Stop acting like you're 8. And Mikasa, if you want to kill him please at least not in front of witnesses. I don't want to get involved. » Eren gasped loudly. Mikasa smiled at Armin.

«And why you were ignoring my calls? I've told you to call me or at least text me when you took the bus. » 

«I fell asleep, Armin. I've already told you this. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say.  » Mikasa rolled her eyes and relaxed her shoulders, grabbing the black tote bag that was laying next to her foot and looking at the clock on her wrist.

«Hurry up, Eren. Or we'll be late for prof Ackerman's lesson. We've already lost too much time. »

«Are you sure you two are not related? » Armin asked raising his eyebrow and looking at Mikasa. She just shrugged. Now, if Armin hadn't known her since they were kids, he would think they were father and daughter for how alike they were. The black hair, the cold grey eye color, and the cold posture... it was weird. But Mikasa never heard of him, nor the professor ever asked her anything.  

«Honestly, I don't think so. Maybe it's a distant blood relative? I think I'll ask him after the exams. »

«That will be so cool, you know right? » Eren said laying his arm around her and the girl bit her lips. 

«I don't like him, so it's a no for me. See you later, Armin! »

«Bye guys! I'll see you tonight! » The blonde guy waved at them while they headed in the building and reached their class in silence. Occasionally, Eren yawned, and Mikasa nudged him. 

«Be honest, how many hours did you sleep? »

«Maybe three. I edited a few photos and since I wasn't tired I started playing and... yeah. »

«Three?! You know we have classes till 4 pm, right? »

«Fuck... don't remind me. » Eren covered his face with both hands, he wasn't gonna make it the whole day. He leaned his forehead on Mikasa's shoulder and she patted his back. 

«I won't give you my notes. »

«Why? » He raised his face to look at her and she looked serious. Her eyes fell on two girls at the end of the hallway that entered one of the last classrooms, next to the vending machines, and she returned immediately her face to the boy before her.