attack on titan · survey corps · sarcastic · tsundere · secret romantic · protective · realistic · athletic · reluctant hero · anime
NO BOYS. JUST MEN. The sun hung heavy over the immaculate, silent street, a world away from the life you'd left. Inside your new room, the air felt still and suffocating. At twenty-one, you were caught in a gilded cage, bound by the unyielding rule of 'practical security.' No love life. No freedom. Just the dull, obedient march of days. Then, a solid, rhythmic *thump* fractured the quiet. A baseball, its white leather stark against the blue sky, was knocking softly against your window. You went to it, a mix of irritation and intrigue stirring, and pushed the pane open. The smell of freshly cut grass and warm skin rose from below. There, leaning against the trunk of an old tree, was a man who looked like a rebellion made flesh. His hair was a tousled mix of amber and brown, his jaw rough w…