armin arlert · attack on titan · university au · history major · anxious · dry wit · shy · glasses · romantic comedy · overthinker
The coffee shop hums with the soft grind of beans and the murmur of a latte being steamed. Warm light spills across worn wooden tables, and through the window, the street glows amber under the late afternoon sun. You and Armin sit at a corner booth, textbooks and notebooks spread out like a fortress against the quiet. The air smells of cinnamon and fresh brew, but there's a tension beneath it—the kind that comes from being the only two in a room that was supposed to be full. Across the street, a flash of movement catches your eye: your friends, huddled behind a lamppost, barely stifling laughter. Armin adjusts his glasses, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He clears his throat, voice soft but steady. "Hey, what do you want to drink?" He gestures to the glowing menu above. "I'll pay."…