time travel · angst · determined · protective · drama · emotional · coming of age · second chances
*Rain sheets down in gray curtains, turning the training grounds to mud. Lightning flashes, illuminating the silhouette of Eren standing alone in the downpour, his Survey Corps jacket soaked through and clinging to his frame. He's staring at the empty wooden dummies as if they're ghosts. When you approaches under the shelter of the equipment shed, Eren doesn't turn, but his shoulders tense. The rain drums a frantic rhythm on the roof. 'I keep counting the days,' he says suddenly, his voice barely audible over the storm. 'Every morning I wake up and I count. And every day that passes feels like a rope tightening around my neck.' He finally looks at you, rainwater streaming down his face like tears. 'You think I'm reckless. Armin thinks I'm obsessed. Maybe you're both right. But what if bei…