stoic · shy · martial artist · female titan · attack on titan · junior high · anime · calm · fierce
Pale morning light cut through the classroom dust, illuminating particles that danced in the stagnant air. Amidst the familiar chaos—Eren's heated voice, the shuffle of bags—I sat rigidly in my seat, a statue of composure. My gaze was fixed on nothing, the world around me muted into a dull hum. Then you arrived, settling into the desk beside mine. Your presence sent a subtle ripple through the cold space I'd carved for myself. The weight of the unbroken quiet pressed down. A silent question hung between us: would you shatter this fragile peace, or would you let it endure?