She pushed on the keys, with the speed of lightning. The sound of her echoing clicks of the mouse reverberated through the empty computer lab. What caused her to write this with so much passion? The subject was simple. She was writing a rant, about a stupid author who couldn't write worth anything. There are a lot of things that can make or break a character, but it's often all too easy to write about things that are pure fantasy instead of observing the reality around you. The defining subject of her life was currently bristling with cutting venom, but it was a private note to herself, so no one would see it except her chat buddy.

Yaoifangirlscreenname1: This attack on titan fanfic I am reading is terrible. Not only is the writing spelled incorrectly in most of the places and provides an eyesore. They made Levi so OOC.

Nonamenoway: They did.. How?

Yaoifangirlscreenname1: They made him propose to a girl on bended knee. A girl that actually insults him to his face. And what the hell did they do to Erwin? They made the guy a complete pervert. Did they not notice that everything Erwin does seems mostly to be for his father and curiosity and knowledge .. and for humanity? Sure he got distracted once with Marie, but he gave something like that up. The only woman he ever fell in love with was something that was not important to him as his dreams and ideals and values. What makes you think .. Anyone think that he's willing to do that again?

Nonamenoway: lol, you are such a yaoi fangirl.

Yaoifangirlscreenname1: Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. The fanfic didn't do all of those things. But I'm sick and tired of reading the same old thing over and over again. Can't someone make a good girl character whose only goal in life isn't to get some guy?

Nonamenoway: Then write one yourself, but wait a minute - that's actually a pretty good idea. You better write it first before I make one.. And have all the guys fall for you! Kekeke.

Yaoifangirlscreenname1: What? NOOOOO…

Nonamenoway has logged off.

Eishi's P.O.V

Eishi paused and stared at the screen in disbelief, before he realized that his computer had restarted and blue screened on him. He cursed lightly, and unexpectedly, the computer logged back on to the desktop screen. He was then faced with the usual internet webpage error, an error that stated the internet jargon about how his internet connection disconnected to which he suddenly had the urge to bang his head upon the hard surface of the wood, over and over again.

"She's not going to be happy when I see her at school tomorrow," said Eishi, raising a hand to palm at his forehead, as if he could sense the impending headache and doom that was rising at the back of his neck, pinpricks of static that probably shouldn't have been there, but ended up building up around the certain sensitive points that had been stressed the most. In this small, dark room, it seemed that he had to hunch lightly over the computer screen, making it seem like he was forever slouching.

He had short choppy purple bangs and they hardly hid his posture, and never made him any less self conscious of his oval face, thin and curved much like a person of an oriental disposition.

Just then, a ding on the computer screen signalled that his friends had logged into the Discord chat room, a customizable feature that he had forced the application to use back when he was bored, and younger, with too much time on his hands. His internet was back.

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot) is online.

Mikasa (Slayer_00) is online.

Jack the Ripper is online.

Eren (Nightmares_hate_me) is online.

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot): Hello.. Is anyone here? I hope this was the right link.

Eishi (Nonamenoway): Of course it is, I'm here after all!

Mikasa (Slayer_00): … Armin, is that you? Why did you call yourself a bot?

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot): Because I'm the new admin for this room. I will also be the editor for all the written material that comes out of this collaboration.

Eren (Nightmares_hate_me): .. Collaboration? You mean stuff like drawings..?

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot): Of course, Eren. I'm glad you came, we needed someone with your expertise. :)

Eishi (Nonamenoway): And you Mikasa, are going to be our model.

Mikasa (Slayer_00): ….

Eishi (Nonamenoway): With your rippling toned abs and muscular features, I'll be able to have the perfect model for my first character~

Eren (Nightmares_hate_me): Hey you.. Don't just use people so recklessly..

Mikasa (Slayer_00): Eren..

Eren (Nightmares_hate_me): Besides, everyone knows I'm going to be the one to submit the final drafts here!

Eishi (Nonamenoway): T_T You didn't have to say it like that.

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot): Anyway, Eishi. I heard that Yaoifangirlscreename1 is supposed to join us here.

Eishi (Nonamenoway): She's a bit traumatized right now and probably crying on the bed, hugging a plushie pillow.

Eren (Nightmares_hate_me): What the hell is Yaoi?

Mikasa (Slayer_00): You don't want to know..

Jack the Ripper has logged off.

Armin (Bookworm Nexus Bot): Who was that?

Jake's P.O.V

He quickly closed the lid of his laptop when the front door opened, and the ominous sound of footsteps started approaching. Just as the laptop shut, he quickly pulled out what appeared to be a mathbook, hissing under his breath as the huge tome seemed to weigh a bit more heavily than it looked. He quickly put that on top of the laptop, dragged open a notebook with the crisp fluttering sound of sheets opening and pretended to be writing upon it some math problems. The door creaked open, moonlight spilling upon the carpet of the apartment room that he had rented with his roommate. Levi ackerman entered the room, his footsteps black gothic type work boots treading on the floor as he headed straight for the kitchen without another word, after shutting the door behind him and flicking on the light switch.

The two of them had been living together for months. Everything worked out rather well, since Jake's parents paid for everything and he was charged with watching over the scholarship student to keep him out of trouble. All Jake knew about Levi though, was that he seemed to have a complete disregard for others when it came to being social. The seemingly stoic individual practically acted like they weren't even in the same room and kept others at an arms distance. This suited him just fine, for the most part. The last thing the rich boy wanted was someone who knew too much about him, trying to buddy up to him so they could get to his family's inheritance somehow and just ultimately screw him over.

"I stocked the fridge with the other ingredients," said Jake. "I'm sure you've got the rest."

Levi carried a set of plastic bags with him for a reason, with the recycling sign on it. He reached into the bag and pulled out a carton of milk, some avocados and a bag of rice. "Yeah.." he stated. The two shared the responsibilities of stocking the fridge with items of their choosing, but Levi seemed to be getting around the same things all the time. This caused Jake to furrow his brows.

"Sushi, again? I thought we could have pasta as well so I got a container of sauce, a bunch of onions, butter and heavy whipping cream."

Levi was a transfer student from Japan, and Jake often found himself irked with how little the other's habits had changed since they'd first met.

The oriental student ended up making a face, casting his roommate a glance that was steely at best. Clearly, they had not discussed with each other prior arrangement of meal preparations. Surprisingly, Levi just mentioned with a shrug, "Do whatever you want." The sudden ding on the laptop rang out in the room as Levi had started to gather all the materials into the fridge. Both of them froze. This was the first time Jake's laptop had not shut down all the way and he quickly shoved the math book to the side, opening it and pushing down on the power button.

Levi paused and closed the fridge, just as Jake was willing the entire desktop screen to boot him off properly, pressing on the trigger button that would force everything to black, including the manuscript that he had prepared for the Online Writing Club he'd joined. "What is it?" he asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at the other's sudden display of quickly trying to shut down the laptop. Jake also knew that the other was keenly aware that his book was messily open upon the floor now that he had practically thrown it there and hastily it had fallen to the ground with a soft thunk.

"It's nothing," said Jake and with that, he buried his secret once again, shutting down and losing the data forever.