Senior Year [ SNK / EREJEAN ]

Chapter 5

Eren's last period was a study hall- which he technically could've skipped without many consequences, anyway- but he had already skipped his lunch period and band class; where a screaming lecture from the band director would surely be awaiting him the next day. After all, he was the drum major and absolutely couldn't be absent.

What was unfortunate, though, about his study hall period was that he was in the same class as Sasha- who was Jean's ex-girlfriend way back then- and Connie, who was Sasha's current boyfriend. They were known as the troublemaker couple, and they tended to spread rumors about everyone; whether they were true or made-up.

Apparently, word got around that he had missed two periods. Eren didn't know who had told; but it was probably Armin. Armin was in his lunch period, which was math, after all. He then most likely reported it to Mikasa, and other kids overheard or something like that.

Eren spent the beginning of the second half of the period trying to catch up on the math work he had missed- he'd texted Historia, a girl in the same class as he was for the things they'd learned that day. Thankfully, she asked no questions and gave a straightforward answer. He was trying to look like the good, studious student that everybody knew him as; but it was hard to keep up the front after what had just happened.

While he was doing a particularly hard problem, he heard whispering going on two desks behind him. Immediately, he knew who it was- Sasha and Connie, and probably their insane friends, too.

"Look at it.." Definitely Sasha's voice.

"Look at what?" A giggle followed. Probably one of Sasha's friends.

"Alright. You see that boy? The one with the brown hair?" Sasha again.

Eren clenched his teeth, and tightened the grip he had on his pencil. Okay, so there were three other boys in the room also with brown hair, but he felt the statement was directed to him.

"Sasha, there's four brunet boys in this class. Which one are you talking about? The geeky one who sits in the corner, the funny one that always gets sent out of class, the football player who is smoking hot, or the one with the beautiful eyes who always wears tight jeans?"

"Jesus Christ.." Eren whispered under his breath, finding his description a little bit untrue. His eyes were not that beautiful- there were probably a million more people out there with eyes just like this. Plus, he did not wear tight jeans everyday. Some days, he just wore sweatpants.

"The one with the tight jeans. His name is Eren, by the way." A cluster of giggles, followed by a 'shhh!' from the study hall supervisor.

"Erin? As in the girl's name?"

Eren sighed and glanced down at the textbook problem again. Either Sasha's friend was a really dumb blonde, or she just did all of this on purpose to try and irritate him- maybe to get him to turn around.

"No, stupid! Eren. As in Eren. I don't know, but it's probably, like, German or something, since he's German."

How does she even know this? Eren thought to himself, scratching his head and once again losing his concentration.

"Oh.. Well, he's kinda cute."

"That's not the point! Look at his neck,"

My neck? What's on my neck? Eren subconsciously slid a hand up to the side of his neck, checking if there was a bug on it or something- when his fingers reached a slightly tender area of his skin as he trailed them up and down. It was as if a lightbulb lit up in his mind, and he automatically went into panic mode. Shitshitshitshitshit. What do I do? I can't hide it now, and I forgot to before. Goddamnit, Jean.. Eren tried to act casual as he quickly brought his arm back down onto his lap, and pretended to scribble some random numbers onto his answer sheet.