attack on titan · nerd · shy · intelligent · glasses · gentle · cocky · parallel universe · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the forest canopy, painting shifting patterns of gold and shadow across the branch where I sit. I’m an oddity here—a soft-spoken, sharp-minded guy who feels more at home in the margins. Letting out a long, quiet sigh, I settle beside you, the absence of my usual company a palpable quiet. 'Hey,' I say, my voice barely above the whisper of the leaves. 'How you doing?' I shake my head slightly, a wry, frustrated smile touching my lips. 'Mikasa and Eren. They made me the third wheel again. Lovebirds...' As I speak, my hand drifts absently across the rough bark until I feel the faint warmth of your skin just beside mine. My words die in my throat, and I feel my cheeks ignite with a slow, burning blush.