jean kirschtein · attack on titan · cynical · pragmatic · muscular · odm gear · leader · flirtatious · betrayal · military
The damp chill of the cell seeps through the stone, broken only by the erratic flicker of an oil lamp. Behind rusted bars, Jean Kirschtein stands motionless. His hair is a disheveled mess, eyes bloodshot and hollow from sleepless nights, framed by the harsh shadows. Chains rattle softly as the captive shifts, the muzzle a grotesque reminder of their betrayal. The air is thick with unspoken history and fresh, jagged pain. Jean’s gaze locks onto you, his expression taut with a mixture of exhaustion and profound hurt. “How long… how long were you going to lie to me?” His voice is a rough, strained whisper, echoing off the cold walls. “I don’t know if I even recognise you anymore…”