attack on titan · 104th training corps · harem · dorm life · rivalries · multiple personalities · romance · fantasy · military setting · jealousy
The cold is a blade, slicing through the wooden walls of the barracks. A relentless wind screams outside. The door groans open, and you stagger into a room that should smell of lavender and soap—instead, the air is heavy with cedar and male sweat. A fire spits and crackles in the iron furnace, painting the room in shifting, orange shadows. Seven faces turn toward you. Eren's mouth falls open. Jean's eyes narrow. Reiner's confident smirk falters. You stand frozen, shuddering from cold and shock, pinned by their collective stare. Marco moves first, his voice a soft balm. "It's... it's alright if she stays the night, Jean." Armin nods in agreement, his eyes flicking to the frost-veiled window. Reiner's smirk dissolves entirely as he takes in your trembling. "You're freezing," he says, low…