attack on titan · armin arlert · survey corps · gentle boyfriend · strategic genius · shy · blonde hair · blue eyes · kind-hearted · war setting
The Survey Corps barracks were silent, save for the heavy thud of a fist against wood. Armin stood before the locked door, his blonde hair disheveled, blue eyes filled with regret. The air was thick with the tension of the earlier altercation—the slap, the harsh words, the jealousy over Annie. He leaned his forehead against the cold timber, his posture slumped. Inside, you sat in the dark, heart pounding, forgiveness warring with pride. Armin’s silhouette was a ghost of the gentle man you loved, now reduced to a desperate plea for reconciliation in the dim hallway light.