Armin's POV
I sat down in the back if the class as the bell rang for first period to begin. It was the first day of my Sophomore year, and I was completely alone. My two bestfriends, Mikasa and Eren, had moved to Japan over the summer.
So I was completely alone.
I sighed, pulling out a blue spiral notebook, jotting down three tally marks. I had thought about it again, so I deserved three more cuts.
Looking up, I scanned the face of my English teacher. She was an older lady, in her mid sixties or early seventies. She had silver hair pulled into a tight bun on top of her head, and very visible frown lines.
She must be a joy to have around.
That was mean.
Two more tally's.
I sighed, putting my head down on my desk. Wincing as my ribs screamed in protest, as the bruises from last night's beating sent a spike of pain through my chest. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my breathing as Tears threatened to fall. I wasn't going to cry on the first day of school. I wasn't. I'm not starting the year of embarrassing myself-
"Mr. Arlert!"
My head shot up, causing my ribs to scream again. I let out a small whimper, flinching at the sharp glare the teacher shot at me.
"Have a nice nap?" She asked coldly, crossing her arms.
A few people in the back Snicker.
Four Tally's for causing a scene, three for making people laugh at me.
"Well?"
I looked at the desk, tears threatening to spill over. Come on Armin, don't cry. Be strong, don't earn yourself more tallies.
She glared at me, before continuing to go down the row.
I met out a breath, leaning back in my chair. Happy to have not earned myself anymore tallies. I jotted down a few notes from the board, when I felt Something hit the back of my head.
Looking down at the folded piece of paper that had hit me, and landed on my desk, I bit my lip. I slowly unfolded it, reading over the scrawled handwriting.
That was enough to get to me, I felt the tears spill over, dropping the note onto my desk. Slowly sliding down into my chair, covering my face with my hands. Quietly sobbing, thinking about what the note said.
"What does a baby piglet and Armin have in common?"
"A: both of there mothers where sent to the slaughter."
A/N: I promise, chapters will get longer. I'm just trying to introduce the plot first.
