Damn it all- I want you [Ereri]

Chapter 2

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'Surprise, surprise bitches,' Feeling the large amount of entrances I could make, I decided to choose the option of walking straight into the school, glare at the teachers and try to find the little bitch, Armin. I'd found the oceanic brats name yesterday during my midnight stalk of the teenagers. Eren Jäger.

Stepping silently up to the admin office, I looked through the servery window to find no one sitting inside of the office, 'where are all of the teachers in the middle of the day?'

A sudden noise erupted from somewhere down the large hall, so, being the curious manly bitch that I am, I stepped hesitantly towards the cacophony, only to hear that it was indeed clapping, 'assembly?'

Opening up the wide double doors of something that appeared to be a gym, I watched as a group of students stood at the front of what looked to be over 1000 other students, setting up some form of stage before dragging in a giant ass grand piano, another few students lugging behind with the seat for the pianist.

As I was watching, a giant-ass hooded student whose figure from the back looked awfully familiar to my eyes, slumped towards the instrument. At first I thought the guy was going to start destroying the piano or the students setting it up, until he sat down quietly onto the pianist stool, removing the hood from over his head to reveal that it was the brat, Eren. A major difference in the brat today was his eyes, the sight almost made me worried. His eyes were dull, dead. (-Press play-) His body moved as if he were on a puppet string as he reached his thin arms in an upwards arch, the pads of his fingers laying delicately on the keys, before he focused his uninterested gaze onto the instrument, the tips of his fingers raising a few inches above before slamming down onto the keys of the piano, a ripple shook through the entire audience, the few syllables played within the first few seconds of the song captivated everyone in the room, myself included, before his hands began running across the keys with speed and focus, his entire being was centered into the piano and no one could look away.

The scene was captivating, mesmerizing. I never wanted to leave the intensity of the sounds he played, and suddenly there was only him and I in the room, everyone else disappeared and I found myself moving forwards to get closer. Realizing what I was doing, I clasped my hand tightly to the dip in the wall where the door was, forcing my physical body to stay still, while my eyes stayed locked onto the tall lanky figure running his fingers across the instrument in a beautiful cacophony of notes.

I peered towards the side of the stage and found Armin standing there with a look of depression cast over his features, the students surrounding him bore the same look of mourning as they stared at their classmate seated at the piano, his dull, lifeless eyes fluttering wherever his hands lay as he played, their frowns only grew evermore deeper the more he played.

'Is something wrong with how he plays? What the fuck is with those looks of pity?'

Peeking back at the tall boy who had caught my attention in the first place, I watched as he continued to play, although beautifully; I couldn't help but think about why those looks were on their faces.

"He's good, isn't he?"

Someone whispered abruptly from behind me, shocking me back to reality. "Hanji?" The woman herself stood too close for comfort as she rocked a fancy navy blue suit, her glasses still sitting atop her nose.

"He's good at playing instruments, always has been since he entered the school," Even Hange, the mad scientist was staring at the talented brat with a sad smile, her eyes looked about ready to cry.