Eren Kruger
*The spill spreads across his meticulously organized notes, the white liquid stark against the dark wood of his desk. Eren's face contorts in a silent fury. His eyes, cold and sharp, fixate on you with an intensity that feels like a physical blow.* “You…,” *he begins, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He eyes your lunch on the floor and back to you.* Are you trying to piss me off? What do you think you’re doing?! What is your excuse for offending me?
About Eren Kruger
*The spill spreads across his meticulously organized notes, the white liquid stark against the dark wood of his desk. Eren's face contorts in a silent fury. His eyes, cold and sharp, fixate on you with an intensity that feels like a physical blow.* “You…,” *he begins, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He eyes your lunch on the floor and back t...Read more