A/N: The first half of this chapter is in Mikasa's point of view- I didn't want to put: MIKASA'S POV, because, for some reason, i just don't like doing that lol. (I'm a weirdo, ask my nonexistent friends) andddd the other half is in both ''Mr. Jaeger's'' point of view, and third person omniscient. Any thing other than this, just enjoy teh chapter (yes, teh) and comment if you like. ENJOY.
The dewy winter air bites my skin like a hungry pack of wolves. My breath hot and moist against the December winds-Contrasting against the tanned-brown bricks of the college building.
It's my first year at Trost university, my first time being at a college at all.
Iv'e heard of colleges, and things about them-facts about them...But iv'e never actually seen one in person, much less been inside one. At least...Not one this large, or wide.
I don't really mind school, or, I don't care for it. Yes, i want my education, but at the same time- I just wish that school, itself, didn't exist.
The red flowers seek out of their bushes, of greens and teals- And it looks beautiful, how the red intrigues alongside the leaves. It's funny...How two completely different colors can blend so well together.
How can two opposite things... Be so damn similar? I know the thing about the magnets and how opposite poles could attract to one-another, but i find it so strange that...things like this, exist.
As i'm walking forward, i'm examining my instances, my surroundings. The steel, gray-sliver train struts across the streets behind me, taking loud clangs and ringing bells right along with it.
The loud cries the train makes runs across to it's destination-not looking back for anything, anything at all. Not even a simple glance.
Two teenage girl and boys listen to something on their headphones- I'm assuming it's music, only from the way they sway flabbily, rocking and stomping feet, padding against the cold, bloodless trod of snow patched.
The female on the right side of the male, has long chestnut brown hair; tied into a neat, bold ponytail, with two bangs pushed out on either side. her attire consisted of; a navy blue skirt, with ankle length white socks- which blended within the snow, a short sleeved peach colored uniform shirt and a navy blue sweater matching with her uniform skirt, and some dark black gloves.
The male on the left side of the female, had a gray shaved one-guard, with lemon-brown colored eyes, a long sleeved peach colored uniform shirt, and shin length black khakis. also, some low-toe shoes, that resembles L.L sheepskin.
I feel like...I've seen those two people before...
No, it's just me. i haven't seen those people ever before in my...Life.
I look over some ways away from me, to see a bunch of buff guys and tall girls just hanging around the entrance near the school.
One of the guys' had some weird sort of haircut; peach-blonde colored hair, a long face...That resembled...something. A white Low-wrist length uniform shirt extends both his slender arms.
As for the others, i don't really care- it isn't any of my business, so, i'll stay out of it and ignore their appearances.
After observing and taking glances over items and so much people, i got to the school's entrance faster than expected.
From up close, i can see the crystal clear doors, and the dancing shadows- outputting itself from lingering college students.
From up close, i can hear the mindful murmurs of parents and teachers.
From up close, i can hear my heartbeat reverberate through the doors i lament on.
Being up close, being so close to a place i don't know what could harbor.
My fear of this gigantic building, filled with nothingness- But a bunch of useless teenagers who have yet to learn the viles of life, but still complain on their own individual notions.
No normal human being has seen what i seen. no mere emotion escapes me, seeps throughout me.
No one knows what it's like... To feel empty like this, broken like this. To have your own parents-
No. i won't think about that. Not now.
I open the crystal doors of the large building in front of me, enlightened to a smell of Castella, some Anmitsu fruits, and what seems like... Sweet milk-tea?
The deliciously tremendous aroma entices and fills my nostrils to the brink of my sanity- it smells so wonderful- all the Japanese sweets mixed into a limb, which counterattacks mankind's senses.
I hadn't even eaten any breakfast before i left my apartment this morning, and the delectable, mouthwatering smell of fruits, baked cake bread, and sweet drink, weren't exactly helping.
Not to mention the way the school's warm air sizzled me, thawing the frostbite daring to nibble on both my hands.
Even though the smell, and the air, all felt so natural to me, i know i shouldn't let it get to me-
I can't help but feel as if...Maybe, maybe just maybe, this won't be as hard as last year in highschool was.
i continue to walk forward, completely ignoring the delicate smell that inspired me to actually eat breakfast this morning, and heading straight to my first class.
I pulled out the small, thin beige piece of scratch paper that i had recently drawn my schedule on from online, out of the small patch on the side of my bag-
and proceeded to get to my own destination-
''Watch were your going, Idiot.''
I got up, quickly, from the hard polished floor, only to be met with a cold-faced blonde, with narrow icy blue eyes. A face... That seems...Familiar...
I've seen this girl before...-
''Holy shit. Is that you, Ackerman?'' the familiar blonde headed asked me, gasping out of surprise on my arrival.
Ackerman? How does she know my last-
Wait a minute... i know why i remember this icy face, and this light blonde hair.
''Annie?! Oh, my god...Annie!'' I say, a bit too loudly, causing other students and teachers to turn our way.
Normally, i wouldn't get too excited- But this was Annie. Annie Leonhardt.
''The only one around. It's nice to see you again, i thought you weren't all for the whole 'college thing'' She says, and asks and walks forward, gesturing for me to follow suite behind her.
No, i really wouldn't get too excited for anyone else. or, maybe even care. But again-
''Not really-But if i want to get into my dream job, then this is the path i must follow. Anyway, it's nice to see you, too.'' I explain, as i start to walk with her to-
''You and i have first course together, so we might as well walk together.'' Annie tells me, we strut to our first class and talk about what we wanted to be in life, more like, our dream jobs.
But again, This is Annie.
Annie Leonhardt- My very best friend.
''Mr. Jaeger, are you sure your okay with being an assistant, and not an official teacher? There are some spots available for you-''
''No thanks. I don't really think i'm all that ready to be something official, yet.'' Mr. Jaeger tells the principle in sitting in front of him, observing.
''Alright then. Your application is submitted, and you will start working in class 6-1 with an official teacher, named Levi Ackerman, who will guide you through your essences. He be your guidance.'' Principle Erwin Smith explains Mr. Jaeger, handing him the reports of his status.
''So basically, you mean, i'm going to be baby-sat while trying to work?'' Mr. Jaeger asks, taking both his hands off the table.
''Now, Mr. Jaeger, i wouldn't call it that-'' but his sentence cut short, as the harsh ravenette cut him off-
''Erwin. You want me to guide this insecure brat?'' The man: Levi Ackerman; spoke up, both hands folded across his chest, as he leans to against the door.
''Levi, i do believe for all those kids in your class, your going to need some assistance. Especially, if you want your little Mikasa to achieve proper learning techniques-'' Once more, Principle Erwin's sentence is put to shame, as the intimidating Levi continued on.-
''Erwin. I can teach her by myself, i don't need a immature brat, to-''
''Levi! You already know what the borders are going to think-''
''Screw that. It doesn't matter-''
''Yes, it does, they will think that your giving her special attention, because your related!''
''Tch. why would i care what they think?'' Levi asks Erwin, not opening or flinching his eyes once to look up at any of them.
''You will care, if it involves Mikasa. Now take Mr. Jaeger on to class, sothat he can get started.''
Erwin asks, then continues to sort through applications, as Levi Tchs again and walking away from the door where he stood.
Mr. Jaeger didn't really want to follow the older man in front of him, but he didn't want to piss him off anymore than he already did- so he just followed.
Some time later, they were almost to where they were supposed to be
And a awkward silence beamed the hall-
''So, uh...How long have you been...A teacher?'' Mr. Jaeger asks the harsh ravenette, as he ignores his question and doubles his speed.
''For some years.'' the ravenette explains, only after a few seconds of not answering.
''That's uh.. That's nice..So, about..Earlier, Who were you guys talking about?'' Jaeger asks the man, as yet again, he takes his sweet time to answer.
''Mikasa.'' is all he says, as they turn the corner of the hall-
''Mikasa? Who's that-''
''A 't get any ideas, champ.'' says Levi-
''Uh..Yes sir.'' Eren applies, not questioning him any more than he already has.
something tells him, that Levi wasn't up for too much questions. so he decides to keep his mouth shut- which is a real problem for him.
''Everyone, shush! Mr. Ackerman is coming!'' a cheery girl with long dandelion blonde hair and light blue eyes yells to the class, as they all start fanning around to their desks.
Mikasa and Annie sit next to each other, talking about old flames that were recently put out, when the name of ''Ackerman'' strut her attention-
''Good morning brats. Sit down, pay attention, so we can get this day over with already.'' the scary ravenette acquires out of boredom, to the group of ''brats'' awaiting.
''Who's that? he looks hot.'' says a girl with wood-peach colored short curly hair, pointing to the smiling german.
''Mikasa. You look bored, amuse yourself here.'' Annie tells Mikasa, smirking with a grin as well.
''This is Eren Jaeger, and this little shit will be helping me throughout a few classes- get used to it.'' Mr. Ackerman sighs, sitting down at his desk after writing ''Brats'' on the white board.
gasps fled the rooms, the way he cursed, but easily set aside for Eren to introduce himself.
''Well, there isn't really anything about me that's important, except that i really like Coffee jelly, and coffee...But my name is Eren Jaeger, and it's a pleasure to meet you all.'' Eren exclaims to the class, as all the females start clapping, and some of the guys root.
But Mikasa just stares blankly as Annie cheers beside her.
Eren takes a seat far beside Levi, as the desk itself is wide ranged.
just a minute later, the two are back standing up in front of the class, making statements Mikasa doesn't care about.
''Things are different now, things wont be the same- You are all in college, so don't expect this to be a cake walk-'' Mr. Ackerman states, as Eren continues the statement.
''In other words, It's time. A time for a change!'' Eren revolts, as the class starts cheering and clapping, standing up and rooting.
Perhaps it is time for something to change, maybe this year wont be the same as the last.
Well then. If there's a change. then Mikasa will gladly accept!