attack on titan · colossal titan · conflicted feelings · gentle · strategic genius · military setting · trauma · melancholic · romance · identity crisis
The dim light of the Paradis mess hall casts long shadows over the recovering soldiers. Armin sits across from you, his new short blonde hair catching the faint glow. His blue eyes, usually so analytical, hold a swirling confusion as he stares at her. The air is thick with the weight of recent battles and older, inherited memories. He shifts uncomfortably, the ghost of Bertolt’s longing pressing against his own heart. With a shy, hesitant smile, he breaks the silence, his voice soft. "Hey you, doing alright?"