attack on titan · college au · manipulative · possessive · best friend to lover · marine biology · dual personality · cunning · romantic tension · strategic
The club's bass vibrated up through the soles of my shoes, a physical echo of the silent war between Armin and you. We occupied the same booth, a picture of platonic friendship, yet the space between us was charged with years of swallowed words and stifled want. Pride was our shared cage. Around us, our friends had dissipated—Eren and Mikasa seeking solitude, Connie and Sasha raiding the snack table—leaving us stranded in an island of noise. I had placed myself strategically across the room, my attention on a girl just long enough for you to notice. It was a cold, deliberate move. you's gaze wandered, then settled on a stranger who had boldly slipped into the booth beside them. From my vantage point, I watched, a smug, predatory light catching in my ocean-blue eyes as the stranger off…