The Key Of Shiganshima

IV- Shadows In The Light

5 Years Passed

Awoken to the blinding rays of the sun, the brunet boy groaned in irritation. Squinting his eyes as it adjusted to the room, his dark cozy room. It offers nothing but few of his things that he tagged along with him. He also had his parents old furnitures like the desk, a small bookshelf with tons of manga and some other books, a small wooden acacia chair, his black wardrobe cabinet, a lampshade, a small drawer beside his medium sized bed and a beanie bag where he always sit whenever he's tired from school and work.

Life for Eren was never been this boring unlike the days with his parents, it was much more fun. Remembering his past it only annoys him now. It doesn't mean that it brings him sad memories, he's just ungrateful he happened to survive that tragic accident. He decided to get out of the bed, yawning as he stand up. He popped some bones before he stretched his hands up in the air. He was sticky with sweat even though the ceiling fan was on full speed. As if he was poured with mild water. He went to the bathroom first and put a white towel on his waist, pulling next his boxers and brief to be fully naked. He's not wearing anything on top, it was his own house anyway as if somebody would tell him not to. He only wears briefs and boxers at night or sometimes just his boxers. It was too easy to wash few clothes then. He get his brush and puts blue toothpaste in it. He opens the top cabinet and reaches for a cup with a printed face of his favorite anime girl, then closed it. Walking towards the sink to pour him some water. Taking his time he got a glimpse of his own reflection at the mirror.

Flexing some of his muscles which are drenched with his own bodily fluids, then he eyed the tattoo that rested on his right, just beneath the shoulder blades. He put down the cup and traced the black intricate designs on it. It was somehow resembles a phoenix with black flames, the ink curls into big and small waves as if it was really burning. He's not sure how he got it, because some of his memory after the funeral were all hazy. The vague pieces of his memories doesn't clear up even if he tried to remember it. In the end stinging pain in the head is all he got.

After brushing his teeth and having a quick shower, he got into his room again. Searching through his cabinet, he pulls out a gray shirt and a green with black patterned jacket along with his brief and a camo pants. When he finished putting all the clothes he trudged down the stairs.

Heading to the kitchen where he look at the clock he poured some coffebeans in the coffeemaker, then boiled some water. While waiting for the water he fetched his phone at the top of the small fridge, checking his emails, messages, and social medias he was into. Don't ask why an orphan had this kind of appliances and a house, his parents although not wealthy had saved big, plenty for the future. The big house that they lived before was theirs, Eren used the money from there to buy him a small one. After all he's on all his own now. Then their savings account was passed unto him with the help of Armin's Grandfather. A whistle came from the kettle making Eren jumped out of his daydreaming, the messages and other stuffs was forgotten. He sighed before closing the stove and pour on the coffeemaker, while the remaining water was poured on a big red thermos. He was making sure not to waste anything.

Then he got some bread on the cupboard and some peanut and jelly spread. He looked up at the clock and went on making some sandwiches, it was too early for him so.

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Today Eren was so confident to get early to school. Rather much more early when he got at school and only a few students were loitering around. He take note that he will go to school by 7:30 am but he didn't know going to it by 6:00 am would be too much. Damn how he wished he could stay under the heavy covers of his bed and take a few snores.

He headed to the courtyard and take out his notebooks, rummaging through his bag to find he doesn't have one specific book. 'I forgot chemistry book at Armin's Geez, I'm becoming forgetful.' He was annoyed. They had a quiz later for chemistry and the only book that could give him answers were at his friends house. Sometimes he can't help to forget things. Then as if his prayers were been answered, he saw a book at the corner of the bleachers. He went down from his sit and took it. To his amazement it was chemistry, with the same grade he was in. With a name Nanaba Tatsumaki at the back, written in small bold letters at the upper top right corner of the book. It was someone from his class, he take note in his mind again to make sure he will give it back later. He saw some students pouring in too, waiting till the bell ring. The only problem was he had tons of time at his hands. School starts at 8:00 am and he will wait a very very long time.