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Anchored on the wall, he kept his eyes fixed on the door that separated him from the Annie's cell. Even though almost two feet thickness, Armin knew that no door could stop the power of a titan, let alone one of wood, but he also knew that the choice of the cell was given more by fear of the soldiers than by logic. Armin could see the fear of his comrades in the strong gag, in each welded ring especially to hold your arms and legs in large cuffs that looked like cylinders limiting movement of her fingers. Everything there smells like fear, when in reality, Annie should be the one to feel it.

Armin reached into his pocket and took out the strange Annie's ring. He still remembered when he took the object for himself and how that little silver circle accompanied him everywhere since. Armin looked at the ring as if it were receiving answers, but all he could was more and more questions, until his fixation with that ring began to provoke his mind, a whisper that probed Armin constantly ...

"Why do you keep that ring with you, Armin?"

— I don't know. – It was his sincere response.

"Of course you know, you're not stupid."

That voice in his mind was very rude.

— Maybe this keep a secret. – He tried to convince his voice and himself.

"You know there's no secret there."

— Maybe...

"Maybe it's just an excuse to have something from Annie, as you can not have she with you?"

— Shut up.

"Face it, Armin, you are in love with her!"

— No!

"So why still hurt?"

— Why, hell? Why still hurts ?!

There was not a person in the 104th Trainee Squad did not notice Eren and Mikasa. The girl's care with the his stepbrother was surrounded by rebuke, companionship, affection and, above all, love. Marco once remarked with Armin, as his friends were a great couple and in this he had to agree. From children, that scene always repeated and even his grandfather commented on how "these two are still going to get married".

Armin did not quite understand what could be love, because couples always seemed things of books and love story; in theory, it was easy to understand and he even had a list of symptoms that point the diagnosis, such as palpitations, sweating hands, slurred speech, irrational nervousness, all sorts of things that made love seem funnier than worthy of sighs and matrimonial idealizations.

Until Armin found himself in love with Annie. Love completely lost grace.

Annie was always quiet and serious. With an incredible body control, she could even bring down Berthold on the floor if she wanted, even though he was the highest of the whole team. So compressed strength and agility in their small size; Annie was so strong that appeared to have twice as many centimeters, leaving Armin feeling infinitely smaller than her, especially when they crossed the halls. He was so afraid to bother her, which struggled to find words in their sudden conversations. His hands were sweating while looking for his fair hair in the dining room and her heart quickened impressively when he finally found her. In the class, see blue eyes upon him made him uncomfortable, causing him to choke and stutter when starting to speak. Annie was really intimidating - or so Armin wanted to imagine - she really scare him.

— Annie, you're actually pretty nice, aren't you? – Armin could not explain the size of the fear he felt when he uttered those words. He felt he had blown it, even not knowing very well what it was.

So Marco's equipment was there and suddenly that scenario seemed all wrong. Again, Armin felt fear.

When things started to go so wrong? When the female Titan appeared? Why was he unable to escape it? Armin despired and when the Titan jumped over her head the only thing he could think about was Annie and how he would never see her again. Not Eren or Mikasa, but Annie. He was afraid, but it was a different fear than thought feel for Annie. Armin was afraid of never being able to see her big blue eyes again, light animation signs on your face always so stoic and her body as, well, always take his attention. And when his body hit the ground it came the thud, not the fall, but the idea:

"What do you feel for Annie is not afraid"

When the troops finally withdrew to a safer place, things started to fall into place; palpitations, sweating hands, the words shuffled ... The signs were so clear! He had seen it all his life, as did not realize when it was him? No, what Armin felt for Annie certainly was not afraid, but...

And then other things fell into place and Armin felt terrified.

Was the most painful month of his life. No physical pain could compare to what was inflaming his soul. He could not believe in his thought, but Armin had refused to believe his feelings for so long! But why? Armin raised his eyes to the ceiling moldy dorm and questioned, between anger and sadness, everything; He had lost their parents, had lost his grandfather, now lost Annie?

"Do not be ridiculous, how can you miss what you never had?"

The voice began to gain more strength in that time.

Arguments, discussions, clarifications. All that Armin wanted was more time in order to understand what the problem was. He wanted answers, as in his imaginary list of symptoms of love, as the study plan made for the tests... Because he was afraid, he was terrified, was being divided into so many pieces that one of these parties could have any effect.

— When did you start looking at me with those eyes?

Armin was screaming inside. He did not know, all he wanted was answers! Why had so many questions and so few answers?! Why he felt like he was going to die while there, those stairs, looking Annie for the first time in so long?!

Maybe it was fear-

"Oh, shut up"

He could not say how many different feelings clashed during in the day. Annie's fall made him remember every little moment beside her, every conversation, every intense gaze, every missed opportunity. After all, Armin decided to admit.

"I do not feel fear."

"Finally!"

— Why you lied to me? – He whispered to the ring. No reply, as always.

He looked up again to the cell door and could see the Annie's sleeping face delivering agitation of a bad sleep. Knowing that soon she would wake up, Armin left the corridor to get a proper meal, knowing that none of the soldiers had been given the job of feeding the "enemy of humanity" again. Put the ring in his pocket, his heart racing, hands sweating, nervousness making him shiver.

How was scary feeling love.

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