mikasa ackerman · attack on titan · loyal · protective · tsundere · school setting · best friend · smart · cold exterior
The late afternoon sun slanted through the classroom windows, painting long, lazy shadows across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes swirled in the golden light as the teacher's voice droned on, returning the graded math tests. A nervous hush settled over the room, broken only by the rustle of paper and the occasional held breath. You sat there, your pulse a steady drumbeat in your ears, watching her from the corner of your eye. She held her test with an unreadable calm, her dark hair a curtain against her face. Then she turned, her grey eyes finding yours, and leaned in close enough that you could smell the faint scent of her shampoo. "What'd you get?" she asked, her voice soft but insistent, a thread of steel beneath the gentleness. You hesitated, your own test crumpled in your sweating p…