❝𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴, 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞
conflicting, that was all to say about this tale...
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𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒.
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"Eren Jaeger, come on," You thought to yourself, your eyes widening subtly as you didn't know if you could maintain being planted beside him for a few hours. You weren't really educated on what his personality was like, but what you knew was he was someone many girls were fond of. Girls threw themselves at him, smiling each time as they yearned to be in his company, and tend to his every need. You didn't know how fond of him you were, as you had walked in on his lips interlocked with another girls in a bathroom.
It bothered you having someone occupy the seat located beside you. As selfish as it may have seemed, you valued your peace more than many others would know. So that peace being tarnished, altered your mood for the day, as focusing became harder than it normally was. Being in the comfort your own body provided you, was all that helped you push through the day, as you were alone.
"Why is she sitting next to Eren?" Some girl loudly whispered to her friend with a clear tinge of jealousy swirling within her agitated tone as she stared at you, her gaze darkening as she spoke.
You were not going to allow yourself to be belittled by a girl in who you had no recollection of. You didn't value her words, yet you felt as if you needed to say a few words as girls like that were in need of humbling. One hookup with this man and they were possessive. You held a deep sense of hatred for girls who got mad over something that wasn't in your control.
"If you wanna sit next to Eren just say so, I didn't ask to sit here." You deadpanned, your tone soft, yet one so intimidating as you remained there, leaning back on your chair slightly as your eyes locked with her own.
Her porcelain cheeks were blanketed over with a deep crimson hue from the embarrassment that washed over her average physique. You chuckled, feeling amused that you had been the reason for her growing embarrassed at a minor thing that she had no right to be embarrassed over. Girls who got jealous over a seating plan were the lowest type of people. They were all so pretty, yet filled with venom. Venom they were willing to pierce people with, in order to attain their corrupt goal.
