By the time thirty minutes passed with Christa comforting Eren, cooing gently in his ears with ''Shhhh'', ''Eren dear what's wrong? '' and. '' everything will be okay I promise.'' Eren stopped sobbing and started feeling like shit instead for sobbing like a little kid who had his favourite toy taken away from him in front of another living being. When he finally calmed down he apologised to Christa for behaving like a kid but Christa waved it off by saying that it was fine and that Eren was human so that naturally he would feel sad and need comforting once in a while.

Ah Christa was really like a goddess. Honestly Eren was not surprised in the slightest that everyone just adored her. He certainly would be shocked if he was to find out that someone hated someone as kind and pure as Christa.

After that little accident Eren followed Christa to the front desk to get the key to his room. Christa again asked him if he wanted to talk about what led to him becoming a sobbing mess in her arms –though she asked him about it in a more considerate way- and Eren answered that thank you but that he really didn't want to talk about it. Christa just smiled at him, nodded in understanding and handed him the key. Eren didn't leave before muttering a sorry and a thank you which was received with a '' It is fine and your welcome'' from Christa.

Eren headed straight to his room, flopped down on the bed and locked himself in there for the rest of the day thinking about what how his life is going to be like from now on while still worrying about the man plaguing his dreams and thoughts every single night. And with thoughts about that man he fell asleep into another one of those dreams where he met that man again. Though this time it was Eren, the man who is apparently referred to as corporal along with some other comrades fighting against what appeared to be a female man eating giant. Eren watched with tearful eyes as the fight ended with more than four of their comrades dying at the hands of the ruthless female titan. His only solace was the sight of the man holding Eren in his arms while zipping through the air back to safety and laying him down in a carriage which proved that the man got out of that fight alive. That night Eren woke up with the last traces of a scream ripping through his throat, drenched in sweat and crying.

Eren couldn't fall asleep again for the rest of the night fearing that he might have to go through another hellish nightmare.

And so morning of the next day came with Eren feeling like having just barely survived a zombie apocalypse. –Basically, pretty much looking half dead-

Eren finally gave up on laying on the bed and got up after receiving a –if you don't get up right now I'll come to your room and kick you stupid ass into next week you shitty brat- and with that text message Eren decided that no his ass was way too valuable to sacrifice for a few more minutes of laying down and got out of bed, went to his closet to take out his clothes for the day and headed to the students shower room and began preparing for the hellish summer classes to come while already dreading his private lessons at the café with Levi every day after class.

''Why doesn't someone just kill me and end this suffering already?'' Eren thought. Then sighed when he realised that he would probably, no definitely rip of their dick and shove if up their ass dry without preparation or lube if someone even attempted a number on his life. Or attempts on his body for that matter.