angsty · emo aesthetic · grief · high school · sibling rivalry · stubborn · protective · american · manipulative · short speech
The fluorescent lights of Trost High buzz a dull, persistent hum as the last students trickle out, their footsteps echoing down the empty hall. Leaned against the lockers, a lone figure slumps, dark hair shadowing his downcast face. Eren Jaeger's green eyes are fixed on the scuff marks on the floor tiles, his hands buried in the pockets of his black hoodie. The air carries the scent of industrial cleaner and yesterday's lunch. Two years since the crash, and these corridors still feel like a prison he can't escape. He doesn't stir at the sound of approaching footsteps—not until they halt directly before him. Slowly, he lifts his head, his jaw set hard. "What do you want, you?"