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"Eren!" Jean bolt up right. His breathing was heavy, his body was sweaty and is palms were clammy.
"Shit." He muttered under his breath, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he swung his legs over the side of his bed.
Trying not to focus on the aching pain growing in the back of his head, he glanced over at his bed side table where Monday's news paper was still lying.
Sighing, he reached over to the paper and stared at the front page.
Jean was now far too familiar with face staring out of the newspaper. The Opal eyes, The sharp jaw line, the messy brown hair. Well, Jean was familiar with the face from his dreams anyway. Jean had never actually met Eren Jaeger in person. He had heard about him on the news once or twice last year, stating that he was a serious criminal and warning people to stay away from him (though not giving a specific reason why), and then last monday Jaeger was pronounced dead in the papers.
Shaking his head, Jean put the paper down and looked at his clock. 3:46.
"Oh fucks sake." He whined. What was the point on going back to sleep? He needed to be up at 4:00 anyway.
Standing up and stretching out his arms, the blonde headed towards the hall way and down the stairs into the kitchen.
He flipped on the kettle, made himself some coffee then went back upstairs to get dressed into something suitable and set off to work.
Jean's an artist. Or was anyway. Now he just works as a teacher at an art college. The pay was better, and it was constant. He didn't have to worry about when he would make another sale and get payed and he didn't have to waste time promoting himself and going around handing out flyers, but be didn't enjoy it as much as being an artist.
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"Kirschstein! Your late!" The deputy head of the college came storming up to him.
"Levi it's 6:30! How in the hell am I late?" Jean huffed. He never really talked back to Levi but today was an exception.
Levi seemed slightly taken back by Jeans comment but composed himself, quickly regaining his ice-cold look.
"Kirschstein, if I say you're late then you're late." The tiny man took a threatening step forward, "now move along."
Jean gulped. Shit. He thought. The man might be short but he's fucking scary.
He quickly pushed past Levi and off to his first class of the day: Life Painting.
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Pushing open the door, Jean made his way into the class. It was empty, the students don't arrive until 7:00. He sat down at his desk and sifted through some files trying to find the one he was looking for. Ah yes: Life Models.
The models would be there within 15 minutes and he needed to have the forms ready for them to fill out straight away.
"Ok." Jean whispered to himself. 6:42. People will be arriving any second.
"Hello?" Jean looked up to see a young blonde boy poking his head through the door.
"Ah yes, hello!" Jean greeted the stranger "I'm Mr. Kirschstein, holding the Life drawing class. Are you one of the Models."
"Uh y-yes." The boy answered shyly.
Jean was just about to speak when another voice interrupted him. A woman's.
"Armin stop blocking the door. Just go in."
A hand shoved the boy into the room, and after him sauntered the most stunning woman Jean had ever seen. Her glossy black hair hung beautifully over her shoulders, and her ice expression made her seem very intriguing. Jean couldn't take his eyes from her. That was until he walked in.
"Why are we doing this anyway! I'm trying to stay low Mikasa!" The boy who walked in after the ice princess was wearing a black hoodie, preventing Jean from see him fully. But all Jean needed was one look at the opal eyes. One look and he knew. Eren Jaeger.
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"Lets just get this over and done with." The Cyan eyed boy huffed.
He pulled off the hoodie, pulling his t-shirt up at the same time to reveal tanned, chiseled abs. Jean was positive he'd stopped breathing.
"Whats the matter prof?" Jaeger smiled smugly, "liking what you see?"
"What? N-no I -"
But before Jean had a chance to defend (embarrass) himself, his students came flooding into the room.
Silently praising God, Jean began to address his class.
"Ok guys, today you're gonna be drawing some actual life models. The three are currently.. Uh.. stripping... When they're done if you wanna tell them how to pose and I'll leave you to your own creations today."
Jean got out his phone, ready to text his best friend, Marco, when one of the students interrupted.
"Sir, will you draw too?" Jean looked up, gawking at Krista. She must be joking!
"Yeah Sir, you used to do those competitions! If we could draw better than you we'd get a prize!"
Jean scowled at Connie, who in return smiled knowingly, raising an eyebrow and shooting a glance at the hot models. Jean and Connie had gone to highschool together, and as a prank, Connie had signed he and his girlfriend, Sasha, up to Jeans Classes.
"Yeah yeah sure..." Jean answered nonchalantly. He'll just draw the hot girl. Keep focus away from the supposedly "dead" criminal posing naked in his class room.
Unfortunately it didn't work out that way. The students chose who they wished to draw, and positioned them how they liked. And the model closest to Jean was - oh yes - Eren Jaeger.
Sasha had posed Eren sitting down on the floor, one knee up, arms and elbows folded - in an oddly sexual way - over his head.
Jean sighed, for the millionth time that day.
Starting with the boys feet, Jean slowly shaded every curve and dip of the boys legs, noticing several scars marking his otherwise perfect physique. A long scar travelled down the entirety of the boys right leg making Jean gulp.
Jean then skipped to drawing the waist, leaving anything which would make him blush until the end. By the time Jean made it up to the boys face it was nearly 8:30. He had so far counted at least 23 scars, and those were only from Eren's front.
At 8:50 the students all showcased their art, some were fantastic, others (Connie) weren't so good.
"Go on Kirschstein!" Connie yelled "who wins?"
"None of you. You're all shit" Jean half joked.
"Come of sir!" Krista begged, "let's get the models to judge!"
Jean sighed in agreement and placed his drawing next to the rest of the Classes.
After the three had put their clothes back on - bar Eren's T-shirt - they began to judge the drawings.
"I like this one!" Armin pointed at one of the students drawings enthusiastically.
"Don't be silly." Mikasa spoke coldly, "Mr. Kirschstein's work is clearly the most accurate. He's incorporated all of Eren's scars into the piece."
"Whaa?!?!" Eren jumped and suddenly became very interested in what was going on.
"Eren I'm speaking." Mikasa glared daggers at Eren and then continued to praise Jeans work.
"Unfortunately he hasn't managed to capture Eren's soul in the drawing. However that's to be expected considering he doesn't actually know him." She finished.
"What do you think Eren?" Armin beamed, although he was clearly disappointed at how fast Mikasa had shot him down.
"I dunno" Eren shrugged nonchalantly, and then glanced at Jeans drawing, "you done a pretty good job I guess, horse face"
And with that he turned round and began to walk towards the door, leaving Armin and Mikasa to admire the other art work and Jean to count all the scars that he could see on Eren's back. 6.