Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no kyojin. Original creator: Hajime Isayama.
Please keep in mind that Mikasa and Eren have never met so in this story Mikasa will be more distant and cold to everyone. I will not change her that much but I just wanted to inform you guys.
Thank you!
(The following is in Mikasa's point of view but in future chapters the POV will drift from Eren, Mikasa and the author. I will be telling you when they do the switch.)
I detested and completely disagreed with the idea of being crammed into a place full of loud and obnoxious students for a full eight hours. However, even if I felt that school was a pain in my ass, I knew it was a necessity.
I groaned loudly into my pillow as I rolled over in bed; I could hear my alarm clock buzzing exasperatingly beside me. I had the urge to grab it and crush it underneath my hands. I knew I could do it but I decided against it. I didn't have the desire to buy a new clock once again, that would be the fourth one this month!
"Ugh—" I breathe into my pillow, the idea of school returning to my mind, I rub my eyelids and yawn. It was the first day back from summer break, and the first day was always the worst. Returning from a calm and quiet break to a loud and boring school was not my idea of fun. Human interaction wasn't a strong quality of mine.
I was always the type to keep to myself. Everyone else had their friends and groups to go to, but I? I had no one, and yet, it wasn't something I detested. I preferred and chose to be alone, honestly. I didn't need anyone, and no one needed me, that was the way I wanted it to stay for as long as I lived.
The cry of my alarm clock came ringing to my ears once again, snapping me roughly out of my thoughts. I arose from my sheets and ruffled my short raven hair. Turning off my alarm clock I head toward my dresser and begin rummage through my clothes for my school uniform.
Once I was ready I lock my apartment door and I walk to my school, it wasn't that far away actually and I had to admit that I enjoyed the serene walk towards that hell-hole. Before I entered the school grounds I silently wished that no one would speak to me. I wanted it to be a quiet and tranquil day.
When school came into view I glared at it in displeasure. It was necessary that I went, though, and captain Levi would kill me if I ditched. He told me I had to undertake an alternative identity, one that would suit a young girl like me. One that would conceal who I really was and delude everyone from the truth, he had said.
Nearing the school gate I noticed a lot of students crowding the bulletin board in front of the school building. I cursed underneath my breath. I hated crowds. I looked around plainly while noticing familiar faces, faces that I had in my previous years of high school. All of them were buzzing with conversation and laughter, but I paid them no mind.
All the students were crowding the front, pushing and shoving to get a view of their homeroom. I waited off to the side underneath a cherry blossom tree. I always waited until the crowd died down, it was always easier to be patient and find out my homeroom later, than to be bumped into by students.
Suddenly, I hear a voice call out to me.
"H—hey there, Mikasa!" a male voice said.
I look up to see a familiar face, a boy who was waving at me from a distance. If I remembered correctly that boy was called Jean Kirschstein. Jean was standing beside his best friend Marco Bodt, a freckled boy who befriended everyone.
Jean Kirschstein was honestly an odd one to me, even though he knew I didn't speak to anyone he still insisted on communicating with me.
Not wanting to seem rude I waved back lightly. Jean's smile seemed to get wider as he turned around and proceeded to head towards the bulletin board alongside Marco. After the bulletin board was clear of students I slowly walk up to it with my hands in my pockets. I hear footsteps rustling behind me but I ignored them, I was too concentrated in finding my name.
"Armin hurry up—we're going to be late!" I hear a male voice yell behind me. The person's voice sounded out of breath. They must have woken up late, consequently they probably had to dash all the way here.
Not wanting to draw any attention towards myself, I kept my gaze focused on the board. I heard the person plant himself beside me, but I remained indifferent. I kept looking for my name until—
"Hey, do you know exactly what we're supposed to be doing?" the voice asked.
I had the desire to ignore the question, but I disregarded that thought. That would have been rude of me. I may not have the desire to talk to people, but that didn't mean I would treat them in an ill-mannered fashion.
I turned slightly to face the voice, my dull gray eyes meeting with a pair of fierce emerald-green orbs. I had never witnessed such a shade of green in someone's eyes before, it took me by surprise at first. I also noticed that I had never seen this boy before, he must be a new student. He had short spiky brown hair and sun-kissed skin which suited him well.
I stood there for a second, staring at the boy who was at the same level as me. He kept his gaze—although a puzzled one— fixed on me as well. His chest kept bouncing up and down with strain from his arduous run, sweat lightly coating his forehead.
I offer an arched eyebrow towards the boy in response to his question. Not out of ignorance, but because I didn't understand why this auburn-haired teen was asking me of all people. Instead of seeking me for guidance, asking a teacher would have been a more favorable course of action. I was about to answer when we hear a loud intake of breath come from behind us.
"Eren— y-you shouldn't have left me!" a higher voice panted.
Both I and the boy turn back to find a blond boy stumbling towards us while trying to catch his breath. The fair-haired boy stopped in front of the other male and held his knees with his hands for support; he was practically gasping for air. I assumed that this new boy was the brunette's companion.
"I'm sorry Armin, you were just too slow." the boy next to me gave the blond a triumphant grin. "I was just asking this girl what we needed to do." he added.
"Eren, we're supposed to be looking for our name on the bulletin board! That will tell us our homeroom class." the blond boy, Armin, instructed breathlessly, walking up to the bulletin board himself.
"I knew it was somewhere around those lines but I was just trying to make sure. Geez, why do you have to be so freakin' good at remembering things!" the boy joked while nudging his friend.
"I was actually listening to Erwin while he was instructing us. I suppose you weren't listening at all." the blond retorted with a sigh. The brunet only shrugged his shoulders in response.
"Found them! We have the same class Armin, come on let's go! Thanks for the help!" the brunette waved at me, grabbing the blue-eyed boy by his sleeve and dragging him away. I remain rooted to the spot.
He thanked me?
I scoffed. I did nothing to help him, I didn't even speak a word, and yet he thanked me?
Deciding not to give the subject another thought, I resumed my search for my homeroom. Once I found my name I head for my class. On my way to class however, thoughts of that auburn-haired boy assaulted my mind.
Just my luck, here I was wishing no one would speak to me, and yet, two people already have! At that moment I wished I could turn back and head home. I didn't want to be here anymore.
Unfortunately, I made it to class and the teacher directed me to my seat. I saw more familiar faces as I walk to my desk. I looked at them with a dull stare and they averted their gaze from me as I passed, which was a good sign. At least, if they were afraid of me then they wouldn't make the effort to come up and talk to me right?
I had my reasons for not wanting to talk to anyone after all.
"Already everyone, settle down!" our teacher announces as he steps in front of the class. "Now I hope this year will be a great one of course, and I have a few announcements." he said as he faced us. "First, I would like to introduce two new students to our humble school—"
The door to the class slides open then and in came the blond and brunette boy I had met earlier. I was surprised to see them but I quickly tucked that emotion under my stoic mask. They walked towards the front of the room and wrote their individual names on the board.
"Hey, the names Eren Yeager. Nice to meet all of you." Eren announced,he looked around the room and found my eyes unconsciously. He grinned and I returned the stare with a solemn look.
"Hello, my name is Armin Arlert. I hope we can all get along." Armin smiled warmly at the class. Everyone stared at the two new students with gleam in their eyes, albeit they were new they already looked like they were going to get along with everyone. Probably due to the fact that they were transfer students and they were from a different country, that probably caught everyone's particular attention.
I, on the other hand, couldn't exactly put a finger on it it but I couldn't help feeling like something was off. Eren and Armin were slightly baffling to me to say the least. It felt as if they were trying too hard to come off as something they weren't. There was an air about them, one that caused nervousness to rise at the pit of my stomach. I decided to pay the feeling no heed; it was probably all in my head.
The teacher tells them where to sit and my bad fortune decided to come out and play today because the brunette's seat was right next to mine. My stomach begins to flip and churn within itself. Why was I feeling this all of a sudden? I shifted in my seat as Eren comes closer and for some reason I averted my gaze to the ground.
The boy took his seat next to me and to my surprise he didn't say a word or make an effort to talk to me. My eyes danced to the brunette's face, not wanting to make it plainly obvious that I was staring, I looked at him from the corner of my eye. The boy was rather handsome I thought abruptly. I blinked a couple of times, for some inexplicable reason I was beginning to feel rather timid along side this boy.
I need to shut up right now, I think.
Suddenly, the boy looks at me from the corner of his eye and grins a pearly white smile. He had caught me staring. I shot him a frown and quickly avert my eyes from him, fixing my abashed gaze on the teacher. What was wrong with me today? I was acting unusual and I didn't like it at all.
"Now, for my second announcement, I know it's the first day, however I already have a project that needs to be completed. It's a relatively easy project, however it will require you to pair up into three." the teacher announced the horrifying news.
What? Work in a group? No, no, no, no, no! The word 'no' kept recurring tin my mind as the teacher called out my name.
"Ackerman!" he says and I immediately stand.
"Since you're class president I think it's best suited for you to work with them, you can inform them of school rules and such. So, I will be pairing you up with Yeager and Alert, please show them courtesy." by the time the teacher finished his sentence I wanted to drop my head on my desk.
Was this old man serious? My mind was filled with worries, though, my face betrayed my thoughts. I didn't show anger or displeasure, I simply nodded in a docile manner without saying a single word. I restrained the urge to turn and glare at the auburn-haired boy next to me.
When the bell rang I quickly grabbed my bag and walked away. As I was about to exit the door, though, Eren stops me.
"Hey, looks like we're going to be partners." Eren says.
"It seems so," I said, bypassing him and walking down the hallway.
"Hey! Wait!" I hear the green-eyed boy yell from behind me but I keep walking. Not wanting to engage in further conversation I rounded a corner and entered a random classroom to hide from him. An arbitrary choice if I do say so myself.
This is stupid, I think to myself. Why am I hiding?
Though, I remain glued to the stop as I watched him pass, a sigh of relief escaped my lips unconsciously. After calming down I quickly realize that I was in fact in a different classroom, I look up and find students staring at me strangely. I composed myself and walked out of the unfamiliar classroom.
That was embarrassing.
After that little incident school went by smoothly, no one talked to me and I ate my lunch in peace outside. School finished slowly to my disappointment, nonetheless, I was happy it was finally over.
If I was allowed to go home right after the final bell rang I would have gladly been the first one out of the door, unfortunately, I had my obligations as president of the student council. Though, after I was done with that I headed outside of the building.
Before I exited the school grounds, though, I couldn't help but stop and look up at the sky. The sky always seemed to mesmerize me in an inexplicable manor. The way the array of hues adorned the sky took my breath away every time. Splashes of orange, pink, blue, and purple painted the sky, its canvas completely covered with brilliant colors, shrouding the whole city in twilight.
How beautiful and pure this sight was, but how unbecoming of it to befall to a terrible and putrid world such as this one. Without realizing it, thoughts of my mother conjured in my head suddenly. Her delicate features smiling down at me.
My heart grew heavy then and I felt pressure in my head. I swiftly placed my hand where my heart would lay and I bawl it into a fist. Why did my heart feel so empty and ridden with pain? I thought I had discarded those feelings. Why did they choose to appear now?
Birds chirping off in the distance brought me back to reality. I was glad no one was around to witness me like this. I tried to compose myself when a hand made contact with my shoulder. Without thinking I grab the person's hand and twist it. I hear its recipient hiss in pain.
"Fuck!" I hear and I look back, it was Eren. I quickly let go of his hand and mumble an apology, he looks at with a slight frown as he massaged his injured hand.
"What's wrong with you?" he asks and I turn on my heel.
"Nothing is wrong." I say, beginning to walk away but he grabs my wrists this time.
"Have you not learned your lesson?" I sigh as I tare my hand away. His hands were surprisingly soft but rough at the same time, signaling that he knew what work was I liked that.
"Hey wait! I wanted to talk to you!" Eren said, but I kept moving. He jumps in front of me with his hands outstretched on either side of him, enabling me from advancing forward. I looked at him with a slight frown.
"Halt!" he says and I fight back the urge to move him out of the way.
"Yes?" I say, irritation rimmed the edge of my voice.
"I never got your name, what was it?" Eren began, looking at me expectantly.
I hesitated at first but I would say anything to make him leave me alone at this point. "Mikasa," I say.
"Mikasa," he rolled my name with his tongue, "I like it." he said bluntly and my heart leaped. I remained emotionless but I had to admit that he was having a greater affect on me than I liked to admit.
"Well, I was wondering where we should meet, you know for the project." he begins then, looking into my eyes, I avert my gaze from his scorching stare, I felt my cheeks grow warm against my will.
"I don't know," I say monotonously.
Eren was about to reply but his friend, Armin, caught up to us and took his place beside Eren. Were these two always together?
"Hey, what are you guys up to?" he asks.
"Just establishing our meeting place for that project. How about your place?" Eren offered up my house like it was his own.
"I don't think so," I say.
"How about our place, then?" Eren offered.
"I have a better idea, what about a small coffee shop. I heard its really good and its quite enough for us to do our project. What do you think?" Armin said.
I nodded in response. Deducing that the conversation was over I turned around to leave.
"Hey wait— uhm," Eren speaks up causing me to turn around slightly. My eyes met with his fierce ones yet again.
"Do you have a cellphone or something so we can contact you from?" Eren asks.
"Yes," was my short reply.
"Can I have it then?"
"No,"
"Okay let me get my- wait what?" Eren did a double take.
"I said, no." I say.
"Why not?" Eren asked perplexed, but I didn't respond. "Why not?" Eren repeated a bit more sternly.
"U-uhm, if Mikasa does not want to give us her number it's okay! We'll come up with a different way of contacting her." Armin reasoned with Eren.
"Why go to all that trouble when we can easily contact her off her cellphone!" Eren huffed, his voice rising.
"Well, you can't force her," Armin stated nervously.
"I'm not forcing her!" Eren threw his hands in the air out of exasperation. "Now give us your goddamn number!" he demanded.
I scoffed as I glared at him lightly, he shot back a glare of his own.
"Well?" he waited annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest. I couldn't give him my number, I strictly used my phone for 'work' and nothing else. So I remained silent, much to Eren's indignation.
"There's other ways of communicating with her," Armin smiled nervously, sensing Eren's rising anger, "like when we see her at school."
Eren let out a defeated sigh, closing his eyes as if to calm his nerves.
"Fine, I'll let it go," he glared at me lightly, pursing his lips. I took that as my cue to leave so I began walking away without saying a single word. I felt the brunette's eyes bore holes into my back as I walk away. A chill ran down my spine in response.
"Good-bye Mikasa!" I hear Armin yell behind me.
As I entered my empty and dull apartment, I laid my keys on the near by table. I let my body fall on my sofa as I closed my eyes momentarily, taking in the few minutes of freedom I had left before I went to work. Oh, how I wished I didn't have to go to work. I groaned and rubbed my eyelids with the balls of my hand. I let a sigh escape my lips as I headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.
All the while, green eyes played in the back of my mind. The memory of that auburn-haired boy still fresh in my head. I glared at the memory of him.
So the first meeting always starts off slow but I promise the story picks up later when the action starts!
Next chap will be published soon! Tell me what you think!
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