𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 | 𝐋.𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

𝟓𝟗 | 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

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The night was growing later and most of the recruits have fallen asleep, as it must be pretty late due to how long ago dinner was. It was finally silent, hearing the nightly tune by the crickets and the constant weight of wondering if we're being watched. For me, I couldn't sleep a wink not understanding why. 

Walking down the hallway quietly, I notice light streams through the crack beneath the door near the far end. 

Recognising who's room it was, I decided to take the time to see her. Historia must have a lot to bear, especially with how young she is. Having the weight of the Reiss family's reputation, and expectations to hold her down. When listening to her story, no matter how I tried to look past it, it still infuriated me. Finally at the foot of her door, I gently knock it.

~Knock~Knock~

"Who is there?" her soft voice breaks, while my knuckle rests against the door.

My eyes hung low, "It's Akira, may I come in?"

"Yes,"

Twisting the knob of the door, I walk in quietly to not disturb anyone around us. Closing it carefully shut behind me, the blonde was curled up in the corner of her bed. Her knees brought to her chest, while her eyes lift up hazily seeing them red and puffy. My gaze softens more, while striding closer to her and sat down beside on the bed.

The silence felt more longer, the more I struggled to find the words.

"You're here to pity me, aren't you?" She assumes drly, while sniffling lightly. "I get it, it's stupid to start saying 'oh poor me' or 'I have no family'........it's selfish--"

"No,"

Her eyes widen with my straight answer, peering through her messy blonde locks, "What?"

"It's not selfish, to be honest....." I glance her way, placing a warm hand on her knee. "......it's far past that, I know how you feel....well to some degree at least."

"Huh, what do you mean?" She questions, cluelessly. "You're Akira Yamasaki, you're fearless, naturally strong, a family with you, had parents that must've loved you, and one of humanity's strongest and reliable asset to the Scouts. How would you understand?"

Her assumption wasn't accusing as it came to be, but more of a question. 

"You see Historia, we're all not born perfect.......we all have flaws. With me, I had to train to become strong," I began softly. "How about I tell you my story, now you told me yours.....hmm? Seems fair, right?"

Her eyes suddenly lights up with my suggestion, dropping her knees to cross her legs and faced me.

"Really? You would?" She asks, eagerly. Her sky blue eyes lit up, while I smile softly finally gaining some interest in them. 

Nodding, I shuffle more comfortably on her bed.

"Alright, well.....I grew up in Shiganshina in the district," I began. "I thought life was simple, but I had a father who never cared about me. He expected me to be a boy, as one would say. He would constantly manipulate and twist his expectations the more I grew older, but as a child I learnt the painful truth no matter what I did he would never be satisfied. Then my mother was the complete opposite, and was supportive with any choices I made. However, my father would continue to disown me and say I was a dishonour."

Thinking back, I can't believe I've grown past that and became strong.

"He was a drunk so he wasted our earnings on liquor, or any illegal drugs from Stohess or even in Karanes when he left us for a week or two, but that was the most fun we get out of, when he wasn't around," I continue on. "With his constant abuse, putting me down saying I was weak and an unpleasant sight to see, I too, began to agree with him. Slowly my little brother and sister were born, but my father would push my brother to the brink of exhaustion. However, I couldn't let that continue on. One day when he pushed my brother once more, I snapped......."