It was after school and I was watching Bertholdt practice again for basketball. I watched with so much enthusiasm and excitement as I see Bertholdt shoot from the three-pointer line and the ball swiftly makes it in the net. He was so amazing.
His teammates congratulate him but all he does is give them a lazy smile and walks out and in the locker room.
I pack my things and by the end of the bleachers I wait for him and after 10 minutes of waiting he is the last one to leave the locker room and when he exits the gym I start to follow.
I always do this. I had the time and I've always wanted to know him.
I wrote in my journal about him and sometimes drew pictures and wrote fantasies about him. Call it weird but I even think about him in that way.I turned the corner and then exit the school and saw him walking already to wherever. I followed and had my phone ready.
I took pictures of what he does and when I am close to him without him noticing I take dozens. I have a whole gallery of him.
Armin says I'm obsessed but I didnt think I was to obsessed.I see Bertholdt then walk in a house that was two stories high. Is it weird that I climb the tree that happens to be next to his room and watch him for hours till he is sleeping?
Yea I watch Bertholdt and apparently he has a schedule. First he eats quick snack, exercise and work out, do his homework, draw, eat dinner, take a shower then sleep.
I actually went inside his house one time and took one of his shirts.
I snuggled with it and even wore it a few times. I loved Bertholdt, and was obsessed with him.
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The Giant In my Freshman Year
FanfictionEren has a thing for a giant that is surprisingly in the same grade as him A/N: SEXUAL CONTENT AND LEMON INTENDED