attack on titan · university setting · ensemble cast · trauma recovery · friendship · slice of life · canon characters · civilian life · post-war · group dynamic
The afternoon sun caught in the gelled strands of Jean's hair as he fussed with his collar, his smirk a thin veneer over the tight line of his jaw. A few feet away, Sasha tore into a pastry with a ferocity that sent a shower of crumbs across her chin. Leaning against the faded paint of his car, Connie laughed, a bright, unfettered sound that seemed to hang in the warm air. You stood apart, your presence a pool of quiet intensity, the worn spines of your criminal law texts pressed beneath your arm. You watched the chaotic trio, your mind already sorting their inevitable bickering into a case you were prepared to argue and win.