Love blossoms between a quirk-less woman and a famous hero. *****THIS TAKES PLACE WHEN SHOTO IS OLDER AROUND LATE 20s. HE IS NOT IN HIGH SCHOOL****

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Jean Kirschtein is an honest man; a man who holds little restraint in telling you how he feels. Despite being hot-tempered and seemingly too self-centered for your liking, the way he feels about you is more forthright and pure than anything you've known. ♤Various situations of love between you and Jean, both canonverse and AU ♡Mild sexual content, swearing, and references to alcohol usage. Suggestions are welcomed but I cannot currently take requests. In addition, I do not write lemons/limes/smut or cheater fics as a personal preference ◇Written in female reader perspective as a preference to the attract the largest and most likely audience ♧Disclaimer: I haven't read the manga at all. I've only seen the anime and OVA so there are obviously certain things I have yet to learn concerning backstories and plot~ ☆All rightful ownership to Hajime Isayama, creator of the SNK universe. Also, all rightful ownership to all the owner/artists for the chapter and cover images.

Ivory Perkins knew too much. She had watched Remus Lupin from afar, wondering about the scars that ran across his face and thinking that they made him beautiful in a strange and mysterious way. He intrigued her in a way that she'd never been intrigued before. He was a paradox, because everything about him was contradictory. He was beautiful, but also damaged almost beyond repair. He appeared battered, but at the same time he held so much strength. Yet Ivory paid too much attention to details, and she noticed more than she ought to. There was something strange about the boy who sat behind her in Transfiguration and his three best friends. They disappeared sometimesーonce a month, to be exact. No one else seemed to notice the pattern: that it was always on the full moon. She was the only one to notice these things, simply because only she cared enough to notice. For some reason, whatever her assumptions were about what Remus was didn't scare her away, whether those assumptions were true or not. She had always wanted a reason to get close to him, but horrible circumstances brought them together when Ivory's entire world crumbled into nothingness. As she got closer to Remus, she realized that he was just as broken as she was. He had a scarred face; she had a scarred heart. Remus and Ivory, Ivory and Remus... they were both fragmented pieces. But maybe two broken pieces could fit together to form a masterpiece. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.