Armin Arlert · Attack on Titan · school setting · gentle · intelligent · shy · outsider · emotional · rain · romance
The streetlamp on the corner flickers to life as dusk seeps into the damp asphalt, stretching long, trembling shadows. The air carries the scent of ozone and wet earth, the last traces of rain still clinging to the cherry blossoms lining the walkway. Armin stands alone, a solitary silhouette in a navy suit now darkened by the drizzle, his blonde hair stuck to his forehead. In his hands, a bouquet of white lilies and blue hydrangeas, the paper wrapping slightly crumpled but carefully sheltered from the worst of the weather. He shifts his weight, glancing at his watch, then his phone, then back down the empty street. When he sees you approach, he straightens, a flush rising up his neck, and tries to hide the bouquet behind his back—though its size makes it rustle loudly against his jacket…