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Armin was your typical top student. Glasses, blonde hair, strikingly beautiful blue eyes that could reflect diamonds. But he wasn’t as popular as his best friend, Eren nor goth as Mikasa. Armin was the balance between them. And the third wheel. One day, Armin was walking around between lessons when he bumped into a hard, solid chest. His books fell to the ground with a soft thud.
“S-Sorry!” Armin stammered, face flushed red from embarrassment, as he bent down to pick up his fallen books.
“Let me help you.” A low, husky voice replied. The man bent down and helped him collect them. As they reached for the same book, their fingered brushed against each other and Armin felt a jolt of electricity between them. He quickly pulled away, as if electrocuted. He then decided to look up and see who he collided into and met the eyes of Jean Kirstein. The captain of the basketball team. His eyes were dark, small e=orbs that you could fall into and never leave.
“T-Thank you…” Armin shyly mumbled, shifting his weight from one foot to another.
“No worries.” Jean replied smoothly, running his fingers through his mullet. “Watch where you’re going next time, aye? Some people won’t be as nice as me.”
“Okay…got it.” Armin hastily replied before rushing off, his ears a bright red. Jean notices and chuckles as he watched his silhouette become smaller and smaller and smaller.
As Armin rushed off, he again bumped into a girl eating her potato. They collided with a thud and her potato dropped to the ground. The brown haired girl gasped audibly, as if he violated the law of food and yelled, “MY POTATO! HOW DARE YOU?!” Armin flinched visibly, scared as he thought, “Did I kill her baby or something? Or is she just a foodie?” Armin was lost in his train of thought, thinking of many possibilities when she whacked his head with her hand. Ouch. The girl got serious power in her whacks.
“Pay me back!! Or else!” The girl wailed, tears in her eyes. Just then, the part time school canteen chef, Niccolo appeared. Armin looked confused and blinked twice as Niccolo went to comfort her, rubbing his eyes as if thinking, “Is this reality?” Niccolo notices and chuckles sheepishly. Niccolo was a sweet cinnamon roll who gave free food to everyone. He was also the top senior in the school. Many looked up to him.
“Hey Armin… This is my girlfriend Sasha Braus. She doesn’t like it when her food gets dropped or stolen. I’m sorry on her behalf.” Niccolo bows a completely 90 degree angle. Armin’s eyes widened so much that a bowling ball could fit into his sockets as he shaked his head.
“No, no its fine! In fact, it’s my fault that I bumped into her. I wasn’t aware of my surroundings.” Armin bows deeper in return, hiding his embarrassment. Sasha on the other hand, looks guilty and shifts nervously.
“U-Uhm do you want some food..? Niccolo does make some banging food that can send you to heaven and back!” Sasha started to drool as she rambled on and on and on about how perfect the food was and how perfect he was in her eyes. Armin blinked, unsure whenever to cringe at the PDA which was making his single ass cry or to smile and say yes. Instead of being rude, he smiled and replied, “Yes, I would love to try it. On the house?” He looked at Niccolo innocently. “Yes, yes of course! Come on now!” Niccolo gestured for them to come along.
Right when Armin was about to follow them happily for free food, he heard faint yelling and chanting. His stomach flipped uneasily as he turned around and saw… Eren and Jean were in a brawl, kicking around and punching each other violently as if they were in the WWE. Jean punched Eren’s jaw, making a cracking noise and Eren retailed by headbutting jean’s nose. Mikasa was filming whilst blowing a bubble from her gum. Sasha and Niccolo notice and Sasha whipped out popcorn from nowhere and start munching it with Niccolo Armin notices their couple behaviour and facepalms. Being the responsible person he is, he went over and stopped the fight by banging both their hard heads together. They winced and staggered away from each other. He dusted himself off. At the same time, the maths teacher, Levi Ackerman, arrive with his wife, Hange Zoe. Levi had a reputation where if his students get something wrong or answer a question incorrectly, he would flick a piece of chalk at their forehead, knocking them out. But his wife, Hange was the complete opposite of him. She was sweet, caring and everyone loved her. She also had a weird obsession over the human organs and how it worked, so biology was perfect for her. They were a match made in heaven and they had two children, Evie, the youngest at the age of three. Hange would bring her in sometimes and students would coddle over evie. Their oldest was a boy named Malcom. He was a year older than Armin, so he was a senior. “What are you two idiots doing?” Levi growled, his weapon, (a notebook) was on one hand. His other warm was occupied with his arm around Hange’s waist. “Uhm…” Jean and Eren said in unison.
whenever to say they were fighting because Eren called him horse-face or that they were fighting over a topic.
Armin cleared his throat hesitantly. "Uhm... Excuse me, but I think they were fighting over the fallen water bottle, Mr and Mrs ackerman."
"Oh!" Hange replied cheerfully as she adjusted her glasses. "I see!" She then whispered to her very livid husband, "Levi, dear, they were just fighting over a water bottle! No need to punish them! Just remember that's how I met you!"
Levi sighed in defeat. He could never go against his Hange. "Lets go, Levi, we need to get some food for Evie!" Hange dragged Levi away from the tense atmosphere. Right after they turned the corner, Jean and Eren glared at each other angrily.
"It's youtlr fault, Eren!" Jean yelledx a vein popping in his forehead. Armin blinked, realizing that Sasha and Nicolo disappeared. Probably making our or something, Armin thought as he shrugged it off. Jean then noticed Armin and immediately faltered, his nape flushed red from embarrassment.
"H-Hey.... Armin." Jean smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his nape.
"Hi!" Armin walked over and addressed Eren. Mikasa was pinching Eren's ear and gave him quiet threats as Armin and Jean watched, not sure if they should interfere. The blonde took Jean's arm and dragged him away so the lovebirds could have their own private moment which would lead up to a make out session.
Once Armin dragged Jean out, Jean immediately looked into his eyes, lost.
"W-what happened?" Armin asked, a vein popping on his foreheads s he tried to act calm.
"Oh... Nothing much really. Eren called me a horse face." Armin facepalmed in frustration.
"Ugh. Sometimes I think that I'm the older one and you're the younger one. Such children." Armin rambled on and on about how Jean needed an earful whilst Jean was being distracted, staring into his eyes and plump lips. Armin notices and and stops his ramble.
"Is something wrong, Jean..?" Armin asked softly, noticing Jean's distracted look.
"Oh... Nothing..." Jean mumbled, as he continued staring at his lips. Jean wondered how they would feel like against his. How soft it would be and how he tasted like. Jean unconsciously leaned in and their lips nearly, nearly touched but Armin snapped back to his senses and pulled away right when their lips brushed faintly. A ghost of a kiss. Armin blushed deeply and mumbled, "i-erm need to go. " Armin runs off and Jean watches at his silohette became smaller and smaller and smaller.