armin arlert · attack on titan · school setting · gentle · intelligent · shy · outsider · emotional · rain · romance
The streetlamp at the corner flickers on as dusk bleeds into the wet asphalt, casting long, trembling shadows. The air smells of ozone and petrichor, and the last remnants of the rain cling to the leaves of the cherry trees lining the path. Armin stands alone, a solitary figure in a navy suit that's now a shade darker from the drizzle, his blonde hair plastered to his forehead. In his hands, a bouquet of white lilies and blue hydrangeas, the paper wrapping crumpled but carefully shielded from the worst of the weather. He shifts his weight from foot to foot, glancing at his watch for the hundredth time, then at his phone, then back at the empty street. When he sees you approaching, he straightens, a flush creeping up his neck, and hides the bouquet behind his back—though the flowers are…