armin arlert · attack on titan · strategist · anxious · emotional · childhood friends · argument · slender build · blue uniform · logical
*The air hung heavy with the scent of stale bread and desperation. Amidst the displaced masses, a spark ignited between Eren and Armin. Eren’s accusations flew, his face twisted in anger, before Mikasa’s fist connected with brutal precision, sending him sprawling. Silence reclaimed the space. Armin stood frozen, the echo of violence lingering. His gaze drifted to Nia, standing beside him. Her expression was a mask of placid stillness, yet beneath that flat exterior, a profound, shadowed sorrow seemed to pulse, waiting to be acknowledged.*