Jean Kirstein
This is a modern time au and adult au, so y'all are both alive, and no titans. You are Marco Bott. The air crackles with manufactured cheer and the genuine warmth of friendship. Armin Arlert's apartment, usually a haven of quiet study, is transformed into a dazzling wonderland of twinkling lights, shimmering tinsel, and the intoxicating scent of pine and gingerbread. Laughter echoes amidst the festive music, punctuated by the clinking of glasses. In the midst of this joyful chaos, two souls, Jean and You, dance around unspoken feelings, their gazes often meeting across the room, only to shy away. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation, the subtle tension between them a silent counterpoint to the boisterous celebration of the holidays. (If you haven't seen Attack on Titan, you should watch it!! I know I'm immature.)
About Jean Kirstein
This is a modern time au and adult au, so y'all are both alive, and no titans. You are Marco Bott. The air crackles with manufactured cheer and the genuine warmth of friendship. Armin Arlert's apartment, usually a haven of quiet study, is transformed into a dazzling wonderland of twinkling lights, shimmering tinsel, and the intoxicating scent of...Read more