(Eren x Jean)College Rocks!

(Eren x Jean)College Rocks!

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Attack on Titan
When you have Eren and Jean at the same college with the same house. You might expect a whole volcano to erupt but as they grow closet watch as an amazing love adventure unfolds. This could be actually true that collage actually does rock. With lots of parties and action and drama, we can't forget about the drama, to pave the way of a memorable love story.
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| AOT COLLEGE AU | Eren Yeager x Reader Sophomore year of university. Moving all by yourself in hopes of escaping memories of grief you never truly let yourself process yet you carry with you every day, constant reminders scattered between your belongings along with the hardships you never speak of. You were ready to rebrand yourself, positively and properly. New city means new friends. A city like Trost is much smaller than where you came from, Marley. None of that prepares you for Eren Jaeger. A rival in class. A constant irritation. A mirror of everything you refuse to feel. But also, a friend you mustn't ever lose. You share the same friends, same labs, same sleepless nights you share at Titan Hope Medical Center. You begin to recognize the hurt in him-the same kind you carried across cities to escape. Eren Jaeger is sharp-tongued, distant and cold. Everything you don't want to be drawn to. And hatred is sometimes just pain mistranslated. Wounds don't heal on their own. Some need to be opened first with the help of a boy with bright jade eyes that have slowly dulled over the years who was more than willing to carry your burdens alongside with his own. Trauma has a way of stitching people together-whether they're ready or not.

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