Sixty Degrees (BoyxBoy)

First Day?

For as long as he can remember Eren was always interested in books. In no way would he be classified as a stereotypical book nerd, because Eren only ever reads on occasion; while he's lying on his bed just before he goes to sleep, while he sits in a café drinking coffee on a lazy day. Eren is intrigued by the stories people can tell, how a jumble of twenty six letters could ignite such strong emotions within him. He's amazed by the courage and determination of the characters, how they put themselves on the line for love, to win a war and everything in between. Okay, so he's a total book nerd, so what.

In fact his fascination with stories is what is urging him to write his own novel, so when he saw that the university on the other side of the country offered the perfect course for him to hone his creative writing skills; he knew he had to go.

And that's how he finds himself standing outside the airport with two over stuffed suitcases and a duffel bag looking for some sort of vehicle that can take him to his dream school. He's finally able to hail down a cab, how hard can it be to get a cab in this place? And after forcibly shoving his large suitcase into the boot, which was probably a bit too small for the task he gave it, he sits in the back seat duffle bag sitting next to him and tells the cab driver to take him to Hensullten University.

Eren tries to hide his excitement as he stands on the street after paying the taxi as he stares up at the huge University before him. Eren has looked at photos of it online sure, but they didn't even come close to doing the University justice, it's magnificent. Eren quickly closes his mouth, realising he was gaping, and sets about trying to find someone who can tell him where his dorm is. He walks through the wide front doors of the school, carefully trying to avoid the huge hoard of other students who are carrying their own suitcases. He makes his way out of the foyer and into the quad, his eyes immediately drawn to all the different stands that are set up all over the place. He lets his eyes scan over them looking for one that might be of use to him right now, soccer club, art club, writing club (he'll come back to that one later), foreign exchange, drama club, and then his eyes spot the one he's looking for.

Tour the campus

Eren walks over to the booth as best he can with his bags and looks down at the pamphlets laid out in from of him. He's about to grab a map of the campus when a cheery voice startles him.

"Hey there!"

Eren lifts his head to see a young man about the same age as him with shaggy blonde bangs that reach almost down to his chin, the rest of his tick hair is pulled into a small ponytail at the back of his head, and big blue eyes smile kindly at him.

"Hey," He replies.

"Your first year here?" The blonde asks him, his smile never wavering.

Eren nods his head, is it that obvious?

"Well in that case, welcome to Hensullten University, I'm Armin Arlert." The man, Armin, sticks out his hand for Eren to shake. Eren places his duffle bag down onto the ground and shakes his hand firmly.

"Ah, Eren Yeager," He's shocked at the blondes genuine kindness.

"Well Eren since it's your first day here you're going to need a map of the campus, a list of all the clubs and societies we offer here -," Armin rattles on while grabbing all different sheets of paper in front of him, but Eren's focus is drawn to other things.

Eren's gaze shifts to just behind Armin's head, he doesn't want to seem rude by not listening to the blonde but he simply cannot tear his eyes away from the man he's spotted. He's walking across the quad; Eren notices that people seem to shift themselves so they don't get in his way, even at this distance Eren can see that he gives off a somewhat dangerous vibe. The long sections of his inky black hair move slightly with each stride he takes, Eren notices the bottom half has been cut into an undercut style shaved close to his head. He never thought an undercut could be so fucking hot. He notices his face next, his mouth set into a hard line, while his small eyes hold a bored expression that makes Eren wonder what he's thinking about. He carries nothing but a set of keys dangling off of one finger and a laptop case tucked under his arm. He doesn't even spare a glance at any of the people around him as Eren continues watching, before the man walks into another building and vanishes out of sight. He wants to see more of that man.