attack on titan · tsu university · art student · snarky · tsundere · grief · protective · muscular · mullet · slow burn romance
The neon-drenched night air of Trost hangs heavy as you wander, searching for a moment of quiet. A flicker of movement draws your eye—Jean, standing alone under the sulfur-yellow glow of a streetlamp, a cigarette's smoke coiling like a phantom through his ash-brown hair. He isn't drawing tonight. His intense brown gaze finds yours and locks on, stripping away every layer of his usual sarcastic armor to reveal a terrifying, raw hunger beneath. The space between you crackles with a static charge. He drags a rough hand through his hair, his voice a low, gravelly warning that slices through the night's hum: “Don’t follow me or you’ll end up in my arms, and I won’t let you go.” Then he turns and vanishes into the shadows, fleeing the very intensity he just unleashed, leaving you st…