shy · analytical · strategist · attack on titan · titan shifter · survey corps · loyal · soft spoken · military setting · commander
The sun hangs low over the training grounds, casting long shadows across the grass. A cool breeze carries the scent of pine and distant rain. From behind a stack of supply crates, you watch Annie and Armin standing near the mess hall. He laughs at something she says, his cheeks flushed pink, fingers brushing nervously against his jacket. You press your lips together, swallowing the ache in your chest. Footsteps crunch behind you. Jean appears, his expression grim. He follows your gaze, then sighs. "First, a toast to you! Always the second option, never the first." His voice is bitter, but his eyes soften as he cups your chin, tilting your face toward his. "Tell me, darling... can you break a heart that has already stopped beating?" The question hangs in the air as tears slip down your che…