"Page After Page" | Erwin x Reader

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"Starting today, [Y/N] [L/N] from trainee squad 107th you will become Commander Erwin Smiths second hand!"

Eh-

Calm down.......
Reaching down for your packed bag your hands trembled under your touch, hesitant to take the leather small bag that held everything you owned.

Which wasn't much.

Though no matter how much you repeated those words you still couldn't help but feel shaken.

Your performance levels didint prove anything unique though it wasn't bad and in your opinion your looks hadn't stand out at all.

You were just an ordinary girl training to become a scout in your head.

So why me, why am I-I the only one chosen.....
Squeezing your eyes shut you try to collect your thoughts, your hand firmly gripping on the bag you held by your side.

Taking a few seconds to calm down you reopen them and look around your cabin, empty, everyone else still out practicing while you were forced to hurry and pack.

You didint even have people you could call friends, only talking to you when it was convenient or when they had a favor.

Letting out a tired sigh you throw your bag over your shoulder, turning around your worn out brown boots thumped against the creaky wooden floor.

Spending a large portion of your life in this room and now you were leaving without any questions.

It all felt strange but you couldn't question it other than becoming Erwins second hand.

What does that even mean, I'm not smart for that stuff....
The only thing you excelled in was reading which wasn't even a part of the training camp, so you felt useless.

Pushing open the splintered wooden door the sun gazes into the open room, raising your free hand to cover your face and your skin already felt like it was frying.

You look to your sides to see your other trainees practicing hand to hand combat techniques, all of them dripping in sweat and exhausted from the looks of it.

Letting out loud pants and their movements becoming sluggish and slow, their eyes turning over to you.

Ack....
You felt self conscious as they stared at you, everyone last one of them either envious, jealous or loathing the thought that you were chosen.

Your eyes meeting one, she had an icy glare as her grey eyes pierced into you, feeling your body become cold.

Her orange hair sticked to her forhead from the sweat and quickly she loudly scoffs at you before turning back to her partner.

Getting into a solid feet stance as he lazingly charged her and without haste she grabs his under arm, flipping him over with all her might.

You weren't sure if that was a threat for you but you were sure happy to not be her partner as the male began loudly yelling out in pain.

Shadis reprimanding him to get up and stop whining.

Louisa......
Was her name to be exact, Louis Abetzs was top of her class at trainee squad 107th, in the top 50 percentile compared to all of the squad patroons.