⇒Life is like a Photograph. We develop from the negatives←~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Maybe, not all every students in your school hated Mondays. And you were included to that.
It was the day when there was an event holding, you happened to be crying your eyes out. As a Student Body you are in your school campus, not every girls could handle and hold their pent up emotions for long. You were receiving attitudes from your schoolmates as you tried to order them around in a nice way, scoffs and ignorant of your school teachers for your club, and, worse, your best friends of comfort are all too rude and cranky after something unreasonable happened.
At all of the days when you needed them, they suddenly became distant. In fact, it hurt you to think that.
There's no one for you to lean on and you broke it. In the nearest washroom, you were still holed up. Silently crying and pretending to wash your face in the faucet whenever some students passing by. The program was still going but your co-officers were worried about you since you stayed up too long in the washroom. You were kind of hoping it would be your bestfriend instead, looking after you.
"Stay strong... Conceal it... You can do this... You can handle this... This is nothing, no b-big deal." You muttered as you tried to force your eyes open and held back your tears but whenever you chant those, painful memories are still flooding out and there was a big fat tear slipped in the corner of your eyes.
You wash your face again, in attempt to hide it. When suddenly, there was a familiar presence came to your side. But you were too busy muttering to yourself and embarrassed that someone who noticed your disheveled state.
The person rubbed your shoulders in comfort, silently hushing then whispering your name. That's when you became aware of your surroundings and felt those soft yet big hands tying your (h/c) hair back. You noticed his familiar blue eyes.
"N-no, Erwin. I'm fine."
"(Y/n), it's okay."
You just turned your head away, but this didn't discouraged the man. Instead, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and you blushed lightly. You rubbed your face one last time before fully turning around and you're met with Erwin's usual stoic blue eyes that now hinted with worry. And there was Hanji who stood behind the two of you.
She waved. "Geez, (y/n). You okay, girl?"
With all you mustered, you smiled even if it was forced. "Yeah. Gosh, that was so lame. Crying my balls out."
Hanji snickered and shuffle your hair, while Erwin watched you seriously. The spectacled woman politely accept the ponytail back Erwin used to borrow it to tie your hair.
"Seriously. Erwin, the man who even do no good in tying girls' hair, have eventually tied (y/n)'s. I get it." Hanji wriggled her eyebrows as she shot a knowing look to the said man.
Erwin wasn't fazed as he took your hands and turned you to face him fully. You laughed briskly. "I'm fine... for now. I think I could handle this. Sorry, if I worried you guys. But I thought Hanji you were..."
She waved her hand. "Ah no. Sorry if I was being rude to you before, I was actually quiet upset how things turn up with my professors." She sighed, giving you a apologetic look. Then there's her concerned faze again.
"I'm fine, guys! No need to worry! Sorry if I'm t-that... weak..." You stammered as you watched wide eyed at Erwin when he places his forehead against yours. But within your height, he have to crouch down.
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