You are the optimistic type, always thinking of others and relishing every second of it, however, you're insecure and isolated which is ironic since you are surrounded by people but yet so alone... You hate bullies and usually get into fights protec...
Your H/C H/L hair fluttered behind you as you moved down the hallway searching for your classroom before the bell rang, "Dammit" You muttered full of tension as you pushed open the door and gasped massively since you were obviously out of shape.
"Ah Y/n L/N" The teacher greeted pleasantly.
"Good-" You huffed and patted your chest, "Mornin" you made an exasperated face and the class laughed at you. "Good morning to you guys as well" You bow.
You sat down beside two boys one with blonde hair and one with black hair.
"Hello, guys Nice to meet ya both" You hold out your hand.
The football player Reiner eagerly accepted and nodded in respect as you held out your hand to the other he continued ignoring you and focused on his books.
"Yo Bertie" Reiner hissed as Bertholdt slowly looked up and instead of hunching over sat straight and for the first time you saw how upright he was and widened your gaze.
"O-oh" Bertholdt stared at your still awkwardly outreached hand.
"U-uh here" Berthodlt handed a pencil to you and continued focusing on his book as you stared at the pencil.
"Augh" Reiner groaned, "Bertholdt she wanted a hand-" Reiner began but you simply grinned, "Its ok, I needed a pencil anyway" Which was a lie but you didn't want the shy boy to feel any more awkward then he was.
"Classic bertholdt" Some girl whispered as another chimed in, "He is never going to get a girlfriend"
I turned around and smiled, "Hello Tiny Birds, Can you not talk about someone behind their backs? I mean you literally are talking right behind him, he can clearly hear you. have some common decency" The blonde one sneered while the other rolled her eyes.
"Sassy aren't we? Well continue gossiping but if I catch you badmouthing someone in front of me again I'll have to beat the gossip out of you" You winked and one of them looked frightened but the other took it as a bluff.
"Fattie, I doubt you can throw a punch without your fat roll coming up and punching you first" "Yeah~!" The other chimed in.
You began snorting with laughter, "You're right about that.... I'll sit on both of you" You glared and they stopped.
Bertholdt held back a small chortle of laughter as you smirked.
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