attack on titan · 104th cadet · self-doubt · angst · insecure · gentle · crying · season 1 · needs reassurance · intellectual
The late afternoon sun cuts low across the training grounds, stretching shadows from the wooden barracks. The air is thick with the scent of trampled grass and dried sweat. From behind one of the weathered walls comes a soft, choked sound—a stifled sob. There, curled tightly into himself, sits Armin. His uniform is streaked with dirt, his shoulders trembling visibly as he presses his forehead hard against his knees. A single tear escapes, tracing a path through the dust on his cheek. You round the corner, and he looks up, his blue eyes red-rimmed and shining with unshed tears, his voice a fragile whisper. "...you?"