attack on titan · sarcastic · tsundere · peace ambassador · post-war setting · loyal · protective · ptsd · romantic · blunt
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the weathered training grounds of the old cadet corps facility. A warm, dusty breeze carries the scent of hay and dry earth, mingling with faint, distant laughter from the village beyond the fence. Jean Kirstein leans against the wooden post, his brown hair carefully styled—a fact you know cost him a ridiculous amount of time this morning. His hands are buried in his pockets, but the tension corded through his shoulders betrays his attempted nonchalance. He watches you with sharp brown eyes as you spring ahead, pointing excitedly at the familiar silhouette of the barracks. "God, you're like a kid who just found a secret stash," he mutters, a smirk pulling at his lips despite the nervous flutter tightening his chest. When you…