Detrimental Belief (Ereri/Riren)

Chapter 1: Do You Believe?

Blinking snowflakes out of my eyes, I gaze up into the sky into the oblivion of endless snow, causing me to blink multiple times just to keep my eyes open. A gust of wind hits me directly, causing me to shiver at the cold. 'You should've brought a jacket, not a sweatshirt, you idiot!' my mind reminds me. I then look down at the ground, letting out a sigh, a white cloud of my breath coming out of my mouth. Right now I'm physically shaking, my jeans and sweatshirt not necessarily giving me the amount of heat my body needs to survive in the winter. If only I had a car this wouldn't be a reoccurring problem, but then again, I should of at least thought of bringing a jacket.

Honestly, there should be one of those seats with covers for the bus stop. You know those things that have ads on the sides and you can sit inside? Those things. I don't know why in all of Boston, this one stop conveniently doesn't have one. Do they want their customers to die? I might as well since I can't feel my face or hands at the moment. The cold is practically biting my body piece by piece, no joke.

After waiting about half an hour, the bus stops in front of me, making me breathe a sigh of relief as I walk through the doors to the warmer climate inside. I scan my ticket and make a beeline to the find a seat on the bus. I find an empty seat and almost sit down before an elderly lady slowly walks over.

'You can have this seat if you'd like ma'am,' I stated politely.

'Oh, thank you young man, you're so kind,' she thanks me while giving me a slight smile.

'No problem, I'm just doing what everyone should,' I replied, smiling back to her before grabbing onto a nearby pole to keep myself stable during the ride.

I looked out the window beside me and saw some children happily making snow angels in the snow in a small park that the bus passes. I smile at the memory of always loving the snow and making snow angels with Armin and Mikasa every year.

The bus stops, and the woman that I gave my seat to gets up and turns to me, looking into my eyes before getting off and saying, "Do you believe in angels?"

I blinked once, then twice before realizing she was talking to me. Before I could ask why she asked such a thing, the bus doors closed and the bus started moving again, leaving me to stare wide eyed.

'Do I believe in angels, huh?' I asked myself.