I wrote this a while ago, so I am aware that it isn't the best writing. Specifically, I know that I say names too often, and that there isn't complete sentences or much description.
This was second time re-writing it, and I don't feel like going back and doing it all over again. But if you guys do really enjoy it, I will go back and edit/rewrite some of it.
Clarissa leaned up against the fence outside of the bunker where some of the female 104th cadets were resting. It was only one week away from the graduation ceremony. Clarissa was granted the option to become a member of the Military Police. After barely any contemplation she chose to go to the Survey Corps.
There were two reasons, one because she had a friend. He was joining the Survey Corps, she couldn't leave him behind. Two, because she had no one to show how accomplished she was. She had no family, or anyone that she loved, or anyone from her past she could remember. So maybe she did have people, or maybe not. Clarissa never knew.
She didn't have any memory of family, or friends.
All around her people talked about how they miss their parents. Somewhere deep inside Clarissa had always hoped that there was some horrible reason why she couldn't remember her past. From the pieces she had she knew she came from Shiganshina. She hoped she was hit by a rock on her way out, and she got amnesia.
These were futile attempts to feel more comfortable with the feeling. The feeling of loving no one, no one loving her, not having a childhood, that she could remember. Not having any goals, or fears, or any reasons to be mad. Everything was so bland. So boring.
The only part of her life she remembered, was she lived in Shiganshina, her name, and her birthday. Even these facts she wasn't sure of. How could she? She didn't remember anything, she didn't even know the way Shiganshina looked like. She didn't even know what the outside of the training camp looked like.
A slight breeze came across Clarissa, her black hair flew over her face. She tucked her hair behind her ear. The night was cold, bitter, almost cold enough that a jacket was required. She heard footsteps coming toward her, she squared her shoulders as she waited to see who was coming.
Once the figure got near enough for Clarissa to see it clearly, Clarissa could tell was Armin. This wasn't a surprise, he always came to talk with Clarissa at night. Despite that, Clarissa is always on guard. For fear that she would miss out on something that might bring back her past.
"Hey Clare, sorry I am late. Eren wanted to talk to me before I came." Armin said walking up the three steps up to the deck in front of the bunkers.
"You know you don't have to come here every night." Clarissa said before she sat down on the bench. Armin joined her not a second after.
"You don't talk that much during the day. You always talk to me." He said with the same smile he always gave everyone. Full of happiness, and politeness. If Clarissa wasn't so cold she would smile back.
"There is nothing to talk about. You already know everything about me." Clarissa said looking forward at the darkness in front of her. She almost got lost in it before Armin spoke again.
"All I know is your age and name. There has to be more to you." He said sounding hopeful. Clarissa took a deep breath closed her eyes.
"No, there isn't. If you somehow find out something about me that does not involve my name and age I will happily talk to you about it." Clarissa said opening her eyes at the end of it. When her eyes opened Armin had a blank expression. Not one that he normally expressed. Which worried Clarissa slightly.
"I am worried that you are joining the Military Police. I mean, you are allowed to go, but then you wouldn't be with me." He said. Clarissa shook her head.
"Actually, I am joining the Survey Corps." Clarissa said and she stood up and took a step forward to reach the railing. She leaned up against the railing and her long black hair fell over her face. Hiding the outside world from her view.
"Really? I was sure you were going to join the Military Police. You seem like that kind of person." Clarissa straightened quickly and pushed her hair behind her ear.
"I didn't know that I was a 'type' of anything." Clarissa said. Armin's mouth hinged open.
"Sorry, I didn't mean anything by that!" He said. Clarissa nodded and crossed her arms.
"I know," Clarissa looked out at the blackness. "I will see you tomorrow. We should both rest." Clarissa said before she walked away into the bunker. When she got in half of the girls were sitting up staring at her. Clarissa just looked over them before she went to her bed and crawled in still fully clothed.