Levi x Reader | Cold

Chapter Thirteen - Grieve

//The Following Morning//

"You there!" The annoyingly loud commander yells.

"Yes, sir?" The blonde-haired boy salutes him.

"Who are you?!"

"Armin Arlert, from Shiganshina!"

"Yeah? That's a stupid name!"

The commander continues through this pattern with multiple trainees, from calling them useless pigs to titan food to yelling at some over boiled potatoes, until he finally reaches me.

"You! What's your name?!"

"Estelle, Estelle Bellator!" I'm careful to salute him as I reply.

"And why the hell are you here?!"

"To train to fight along with humanity!"

"And I'm sure you'll do great when you're devoured on your first mission!"

He continues on to the next row, spewing insults and demanding the cadets.

After he finishes going through the rows, he dismisses us to go eat our dinners.

I walk quickly to the dining hall, but stay on the porch once I hear an interesting conversation between fellow cadets.

Recognizing two of them, Marco and Armin, I stop to listen to an emerald-eyed boy speak, and find out he's also from the Shiganshina district, along with Armin.

They both look a little younger than me, but I'm not much taller than them.

We walk into the dining hall and sit down together. In what seems like a few seconds, a huge crowd has circled around emerald-eyes, asking him questions left to right.

I learn his name is Eren and he has seen the Colossal-type. They start pestering him to the point that he pauses and drops his soup spoon.

They decide to stop bothering him, but he quickly recovers and tries to play it cool, before another guy, Jean, begins to try to start something.

I roll my eyes at the drama, this is the first day and two guys are already trying to fight , pretending to be the strongest person here.

Walking out of the dining hall towards the girl's cabin, I lay in my bed, located on the bottom bunk.

Three girls, one completely unconscious, come in. I recognize the sleeping one as Sasha, better known as potato girl.

"Good evening," a short blonde beams.

"Evening," I smile back at her, she seems polite enough.

"How do you like the camp?" she asks, as the tall brunette places Sasha onto a bed in a corner of the room.

"It's okay, a little nerve-wracking."

She nods her head, her blonde hair waving behind her. "I'm Krista Renz. And this is Ymir, and Sasha. You're Estelle Bellator, right?"

"Yeah, but you can call me Ella."

Flashing another goddess-like grin at me, she lays down on the bottom bunk directly across from mine. "I hope we can be friends! Goodnight."

"Night."

I lay back and stare up into space, as more trainees come in, one by one. Krista is nice, and it's good to know I have at least one friend here. The stress of the day seems to fade away as I realize I finally made at least one friend. Perhaps Ymir or Sasha will be my friend, too. Ymir kind of intimidates me, but I'm more than willing to look past that.