Armin opened up a door on school campus, it read 'Room 438', that was his dorm, along with a roommate that he'd not yet met. Once he stepped inside, he took off his shoes next to whoever's were there on the mat. 'Must be a girl, they're small pink sandels.' Armin shook away the thought. To him it was a little weird that boys and girls could share a dorm, a little awkward to be exact. 'Lucky Eren, he got somebody we both know.' Eren got to share a dorm with Mikasa, his foster sister. Armin took out his phone to see the time, then looked around the dorm. There was an empty living room, a kitchen that had a fridge, stove, and microwave, a decent bathroom, and a big bedroom that he'd have to share with his roommate, whoever she was. He saw that the bedroom door was only open a bit, so he held the doorknob and knocked, he didn't want to rudely walk in. "Come in." he heard a answer. Armin stepped inside, still holding his bag, to see a short blonde on a step ladder putting up pretty, laced, white, transparent, curtains. "Hello!" he tried to sound friendly. The blonde had her hair back in a messy bun with her bangs grown to the length of her hair, only that she let out of the bun. "Hi." she said back, not turning around. When she got done, she stepped down, folded the ladder, and put it in the far back of a huge walk-in closet. She had cold blue eyes with a glare in them. To Armin, she looked like the kind of girl that went to bed every night rubbing her eyes, making cute little yawns, and holding a teddy bear. Then realised, there was one sitting on her bed with a bunch of pillows. When she stood infront of him, he put out his hand. "I'm Armin Arlert." he greeted the girl shook his hand. "Annie Leonhardt." her grip was strong compared to how small her hands were. "You're grandfather or whatever brought you your junk." Annie muttered, leaving the room. 'She sure sounds friendly.' Armin thought sarcastically. On the opposite side of the room from Annie's bed of pastel colors and many pillows (and a cute little brown teddy bear with a red bow-tie), was Armin's bed. It was the same one from at home alright, he recognized the blankets. His bed was already made neatly, so he assumed Annie did it, compared to how everything else in the room was so neat. She must've been here alone for a while that day, since she had un-packed what his grandfather brought him, clothes hung in the closet next to her's, beds made, books on shelves, floor vaccumed, shelves dusted, everything in order and un-packed. Well, almost everything. He set down his back-pack and started putting school supplies in it, so he was ready for tomorrow. When Armin came out of the bedroom he saw Annie pushing a couch into the living room. "Need help?" Armin asked. "I'm all set." Annie answered as she gave it one last push and it was in the center of the room. "I'll tell you what you could do though, if you could go under my bed and bring out my flat-screen, it hooks up onto the wall." Annie told him. "You have a flat screen?" Armin asked disbelievingly. "Yeah, and your grandpa also had an old TV for you, but I left that one under your bed thinking that you'd like to play your video games or whatever on mine." Annie informed. "Thanks." Armin thatnked, seeing the Xbox next to her feet, she looked like she was reading instructions on how to hook it up now. Armin went and pulled out the TV from under Annie's bed, then realised, propped on the wall next to her bed, was a hunting rifle, with a scope and everything, under her bed next to the TV was an old pistol, like the ones you'd see off of westerns. Armin was surprised, he didn't think that the high school would alow their students to have guns. He brought out the TV and helped her hang it on the wall. "Hey, uhh, Annie, can I ask a personal question that may or may not help m safety?" Armin asked. "You saw my pistol and rifle didn't you?" she asked, hooking up his Xbox for him. "Yeah kinda." Armin agreed timidly. "Well, as long as you have a gun license and the school's trust, you're fine." Annie answered. "Do you hunt?" Armin asked. "Why else do you think I'd have a hunting rifle?" she muttered like he had asked a stupid question. "Why do you have a pistol?" Annie rolled her eyes, "So that I can protect myself in case of emergency." Annie stepped back and grabbed the remote from the armrest of the couch, she turned on the TV and handed the remote to Armin. "Here, you're controlers are in the cabinet under the TV." she told him, heading off into the kitchen. "Thanks." he thanked again, going to the cabinet. Annie started taking things from grocery bags and putting them in kitchen cabinets and the fridge, she put utensils and cooking things in cabinets and drawers. Annie pushed a coffee table with a glass top infront of the couch. She set down her coffee mug, half-way filled, on a coaster on the table, and sat down next to Armin while he played his video games, as she read a book. He shut off the TV after a while and sat back, trying to relax. He wanted to try to get to know her, he'd be living with her for the rest of his high school years after all. "So, what do you do for fun?" Armin asked. "Hunt with my doberman and pitbull." she answered, not looking from her book. "You got dogs?" he asked. "Yeah, but right now my dad's keeping them for me until he can get me a real house instead of this dorm." Annie told him. "What're their names?" Armin asked. "The doberman is Rogue, the pitbull is Loner." she answered. Annie pulled out her phone and showed him a picture with her and her dogs, she held the rifle in her hands. "I'm more of a cat person." Armin told her. "They allow cats here, but they have to be indoor." Annie informed. Annie went back to her book and they sat in silence. Annie set down her book and rested her head back, then suddenly fell asleep. "Annie!" Armin whisper shouted, trying to wake her, she didn't hear. Armin got up and gently scooped her up in his arms, carried her into the bedroom, pulled back her blankets, set down all the pillows on the floor along with her teddy bear, and set her down, covering her up to her shoulders with the blankets. Armin told her goodnight and went to his own bed, it'd be pretty damn interesting sharing a dorm with Annie for four years, pretty damn interesting.

On the Friday of that week, Annie sat at the kitchen table, doing math and literature homework. "Hey Armin!" she called out to him. "Yeah?" he asked from down the small hallway. "Can you help me out with my math?" she asked. "Be right there." was the answer. When came over to where she sat, he looked over her shoulder, then took her pencil and wrote some things down in her notebook for her. "And that's how you solve that." he murmured. "Thanks." Annie thanked. "What's your favorite teacher?" Armin asked. Annie put her finshed math homework to the side and started her literature. "Ms. Petra." Annie answered. "I like Ms. Hanji and Mr. Erwin." Armin told her. "Ms. Hanji's a crazy pyshcho path. I like her science class and all, but not the teacher." Armin she shook his head. "What're you doing for our painting project in art class?" Armin asked. Petra taught art class. "A buck with a big rack lying in the snow, with his head up looking at whoever's looking at the painting, I also want to have a bit of snow on his back and antlers." Annie answered, writing a few things down on her homework. "I at first wanted to do a black cat, but I want to do a person, would you let me paint you?" Armin asked. "Why me?" Annie asked, putting her finished homework aside and looking him in the eye. "Because I'm around you the most." Armin told her. "Fine." Annie agreed. "Hey, I'm going to spend the night at my grandpa's tonight, come with?" he asked. "Sure." Annie answered. "I'd like to meet your dad, want to stop by there before returning here tomorrow?" Annie's eyes grew wide with horror, she quickly hugged Armin and burrowed her face into his shoulder. "Annie, what's the matter?" Armin asked, a little confused, she'd never hugged him before. "Please don't make me go back there." she fnally choked out. "Why?" Armin asked. Her eyes had tears in them from crying. "Him and my mother just won't stop fighting, then randomly my mom had enough, and she left. I never saw her again. Then my father started yelling at me for no reason, I used to get books thrown at my head." she murmured. "Oh, Annie, I-I never thought." he held her close. "We won't even go near the place, don't worry. If you want to stay here, I'll stay with you." Armin offered. "Thank you." Annie thanked.