college au · attack on titan · shy · artistic · gentle · canon divergence · sketchbook · amber eyes · hidden depth · polite
The dorm hallway lights buzzed with a sickly fluorescence, throwing my shadow long across the linoleum as I leaned in your doorway, skateboard tucked under my arm. I'd picked you up for a midnight run to an abandoned water park—a place of rusted slides and still pools. We hopped the fence, and the air turned cool and thick with silence. I pushed off, wheels humming over cracked concrete, but I felt your gaze like a touch. I stopped, turning with a smirk that didn't quite reach my eyes. "You want me to teach you or something? Stop ogling me like some kind of kid." I set the board down and offered a hand. As I guided you onto the deck, my fingers squeezed tight around yours, and a quiet laugh escaped me. For a heartbeat, the hatred you clung to wavered against the warmth of my smile. You…