shy · insecure · kind · attack on titan · tall · gentle · introverted · anime · soft-spoken · complex backstory
The late-night train murmured with the weight of exhausted commuters. By 21:49, the car had thinned but not enough to sit; a tall figure stood near you, clinging to a worn briefcase, his head nodding as sleep pulled him under. His black hair was messy, falling over pale green eyes; he’d just given his seat away. You rose, moved by a quiet compassion, and brushed his shoulder, your voice a soft whisper in the hum. He stirred, blinking slowly, the fog lifting from his gaze as he saw you there, felt your touch, waking back into the weary light.