Chapter 1: Charmingly sweet, very acid.
Eren came back home after a long cold work day, restless and thinking mind, the day has been very long for him.
Two days ago, Historia, had run again to her closest friend Ymir after an umpteen argument.
He should have known.
Historia wasn't the kind of girl with whom you can imagine having a normal relationship.
Historia is as beautiful and appealing as she is completely insane and frustrating.
The kind of girl you should only admire from afar, in the same way as for a piece of art, but under no circumstances should you try to approach it, because you would see all its imperfections.
You would see how broken it is.
... And yet, he simply can't blame her.
After all he was perfectly aware of how much she was hurting inside.
He had tried and tried but he was growing tired, constantly worried about her.
She comes and goes, disappears whenever she gets bored, and comes back thoughtlessly.
And each time a smile, few tender words and a couple of kisses were sufficient to get him back.
His life becoming a perpetual aching, yet exquisite vicious circle...
He looked out of his window while changing clothes.
It was snowing outside, snow falling slowly, fully covering the city garden.
Suffocating
City sounds, noisy neighbors and telephone ringing, probably Mikasa.
I think we're there, I guess it's that time...
Yeah, this is the right time to say goodbye.
He downed what seemed to be his fourth glass of beer, arched back, clenched teeth, eyes glazed, focusing on something obscure in the distance.
Eren was in a little pub accompanied, as always, by Mikasa, Armin, Jean Sasha and Connie.
They used to hang out on Friday evenings, a warm and cosy place which serves good food and local beers.
His friends were starring hopelessly at him, obviously used to such behavior from Eren.
At this point they were all already aware of the complex issues which sets the rhythm of Eren's life. In fact it was public knowledge that the relationship between him and Historia wasn't well.
A relationship described by all of them as a very toxic one; yet somewhere admirable, because very passionate.
But surely right now no one would dare to mention this sensitive subject in front of Eren. Tacit agreement between them, "leave Eren fixing his own issues without interfering, for fear of attracting his wrath" on which everyone appeared to agree...
...With one exception.
Mikasa which stood beside him, playing with the food in her plate, looking very worried and frustrated, something the bright Armin directly noticed contrary to the very stubborn and currently irritated Eren.
Mikasa was still the same after all, wishing the very best for Eren; even if it means sacrificing her own happiness.
Of course she was aware of the insane love he holds for Historia, she even decided to give him up the very moment she realized how deep Eren's feelings were.
All these sacrifices for him.
For his happiness she was ready to make any sacrifice, because that's how deep her love is.
And she would have continued to remain on the sidelines... if only this girl wasn't continuously making Eren suffer.
Hard and soft feelings, sour and sweet cocktail, leaving a very bitter aftertaste.
Deep down, Mikasa knows she deserves him, more than her.
Because no matter what happens she would never hurt him.
I wish you would look at me the way I look at you...