When Eren first sees the small figure curled into himself, unmoving on the swing, he thinks it's a hallucination. It is impossible, because the Corporal is supposed to be his superior. He is supposed to be more experienced, more refined, more mature. But now, Eren is staring at that familiar face, posture... On a child. He has to blink to make sure his mind isn't just fucking with him, because it's just not possible. Surely reincarnation isn't playing some stupid trick on him? But the more he stares, the more obvious it is. That child isn't some carbon copy of his former Corporal; that person is definitely Corporal Levi. ...Right?

"We can do the lessons, and if one of us falls in love, we'll stop seeing each other and the lessons as well." "Okay, deal."

Eren was a friendly, carefree 13-year-old living in the city of New York, where he met a homeless teenager around his age. Pitying him, Eren gives the vagrant boy a dollar and his sweatshirt with hopes that he wouldn't freeze to death in the cold winter ahead. Four years later, and Eren is a 17-year-old that has a particular man crush for a rockstar he is a fan of. Little to his knowledge, this rockstar is Levi-the boy he saved four years ago with a mere dollar and sweatshirt. ~~~ I do not own the cover picture and have no idea who originally created it. If you are the artist and want credit or want it taken off please contact me.