Our Morals

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I frowned as I found myself staring once again. The thoughts in head revolving over and over again endlessly. The last thing I wanted was Jean's teasing. Even so, I couldn't stop myself from falling into the depth of ink and sorrow in captain's eyes. They were not soulless nor lifeless, instead a prosaic kind of sparkle. I kept looking, but I never seemed to find the bottom.

"Someone has a crush on the Captain." I quickly looked away and glared at Jean.

"I do not. I simply have a fairly high admiration for him." I said as I stood up and left the table.

"Jun, you know it was a joke, right?" Eren looked at me sternly.

"Uh-huh." I said as I walked away.

I walked into my room and took a seat next to the window. I looked outside for hours, but it only felt like a few minutes. Suddenly the door opened breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Jun?" Petra's soft voice echoed through the room. I hummed a gently response.

"Are you okay? You haven't come out of the room all day." She sat next to me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for worrying though." I put my feet up on my chair. She gave me an accusing look.

"Please tell me what's wrong." She insisted. I should have known she wouldn't fall for that. I let out a sigh before beginning.

"I'm just tired..." I began. Petra gave me a confused look as if asking about what.

"We haven't been training in a while?" She assumed.

"Not of training, of this place, these people, and everything about it. I just want them to change, but I know that is never going to happen."

"Is this about the Captain Levi thing?" I sighed at how easily she read me. I nodded slowly.

"It's okay, take all the time you need." I shot her a small smile and looked out the window again. "I'll get going." She left and closed the door behind her.

I don't know why I still try. I know that Jean will never change. I know that the captain will never feel anything back, yet I can't help wanting all of it. As I looked outside, I noticed Captain Levi and his squad.

He stood there with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. It was quite funny if you considered his height. Even I knew that he wasn't someone you wanted to mess with. It wasn't really his looks I fell for it was his personality. Although that may not seem like his greatest feature, it really is. The way he can endure so much shit from people; I would have given up on the first week. Not to mention how much emotional control he must have. Many people say seeing that many people die makes you like him, but I think it takes real will power to be able to endure the survey corps.

As my imagination took me further into the depths of my dreams I saw late nights with him. I saw us spending serene nights together with black tea. It was a moment that would never come true.

A few hours later I finally decided to come out for dinner. This time I wanted to be alone, so I sat down away from my friends. I looked around for Captain Levi, but by the looks of it he wasn't there yet. That was until I heard the door open and behind it stood Levi with his squad.

I was met by his eyes, which caught me by surprise; he didn't usually look at me. Maybe it was the fact I was sitting by myself or...

I broke out of my thoughts as I noticed Levi walking towards me. I began to panic thinking he would accuse me of something. Suddenly a thought came to mind, but it was so outlandish I couldn't even understand why it came to mind. I shook my head as I tried to get that image out of my head.

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