Eren wants to scream. To cry. To yell. But he does nothing. After almost 19 years of living in this world, or a sick joke as he refers it to, he has learned how to act normal, to pretend nothing is wrong. To not show that his mind burns with the desire to fly with 3d maneuver gear once more, to stop the urge to bite his hand till it bleeds in class, and most of all - to stop talking to those that were close to him in his "past." Now he's a freshman in collage with a roommate he would have killed for, Armin. Even though his roommate doesn't even remember him Eren "remembers" everything about him. Armin leaves every other week on the weekend to drive to the beach with his friends, Eren guesses something's might not change with time. In school he has classes with everyone he remembers from 104th trainee squad and most of his teachers are former commanders. Every day is like walking though hallway after hallway and class after class of never ending emotional pain. He sees all his former friends walk past him without a second glance, he passes people who cause him to remember gory and horrific deaths, and worse off all he passes Mikasa -who still wears a red scarf - but she doesn't remember him or even recognize him. He can't seem to escape his past but at the same time he can't live in the present.