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THE TYPICAL GROUP OF THREE ADOLESCENTS HAD ANOTHER PERSON WITH THEM. With F/n, the four of them roamed around the streets of Wall Rose. A conversation among them with the extroverted one mostly doing the talking.

F/n looked around the surroundings, noticing the tall structures like those tall trees she had grown dependent on for her whole life. That was until she met him.

She and Levi had grown decently close with each other, considering how he had been training her every day now. Though not provided with reasoning, she still got that feeling of safety whenever she was with him.

"How has your training been?" Mikasa asked, gaining the older's attention almost instantly.

"Good," she said.

"Was that shorty hard on you?" she asked again, earning a stutter from Armin.

"Mikasa! Why- Why did you just call Captain Levi that?" He looked down at his shoes.

"It's true, isn't it, Armin?" she asked back before turning back to F/n, "Was he?"

"A little," she muttered a quiet response, "But not very hard."

F/n had been using worded responses instead of either nodding or shaking her head from growing a closer relationship with them.

Eren was usually talking with Armin and Mikasa would always ask her questions which caused her to interact with them more, unlike Hange, who would always ramble about Titans and Levi, who would always stay stoic and quiet unless there was a need to speak up.

She lacked experience as a child and befriending people who were younger in age would let her experience the 'childhood fun' she didn't have.

"Where should we go now?" Eren asked.

"Maybe... Maybe the bakery that Sasha talked about?" Armin suggested and the group nodded in agreement.

And so the bakery they entered.

The bell rang lightly, notifying the people inside that there was another customer walking in. Only this time, there were four.

F/n took a glance around the shop. It was small yet cosy and it had a nice, sweet smell that made F/n's lips twitch upwards into a small grin.

After purchasing a few items including chocolate cake, biscuits and sweets, they started to wander around even more. The group, with a nice light air around them, chatted away until the sun rose to the highest point in the sky.

"Where to now?" Eren asked, mouth filled with the chocolate bread he had bought earlier.

"Um... I don't know. Do you have anything in mind, Mikasa?" Armin asked the girl instead of the woman beside her since he knew that she had a lack of knowledge of places to go, especially because she had just been here for a couple of weeks.

The girl shook her head while the woman tuned out the conversation slightly, letting her attention grow on the delicious bread she had started munching on ever since they were in the store.

They sat on the bench on the side of a road where citizens meandered around freely with a mixture of expressions on each and every one of their faces.

Eren and Armin sat on one bench while Mikasa and F/n sat on another, each with their own dessert choices. Not knowing what to get, F/n had let Mikasa choose a snack for her instead and truthfully, she was satisfied.

It was all nice and peaceful until...

The sound of laughter reached their ears, causing them to glance at the source of the supposed happy and joyful sound that was instead filled with slurs and incoherent mumbles of curse words.

"Oi, Jaeger!" the drunk man shouted and the scowl evident on the mentioned boy's face was clearly because of him, "How's life?"

F/n, who had never experienced anything or anyone like this before, tugged onto Mikasa's sleeve to get her attention.

"What happened?" she asked.

Mikasa hummed, staring right at the group of grown-up men.

"They're drunk," she simply responded, "And whenever they are, they would always pick on Eren."

Satisfied with her response, F/n grew quiet, watching as Eren shot the man a glare of his own.

"Would've been better without you here," he spat, completely disgusted at the Military policemen's lousy attitudes.

"Watch your mouth, boy," another man stepped in, glaring at him before taking another gulp of the alcoholic drink.

The boy gritted his teeth, eyes narrowing even more at the men. Armin grew nervous, deciding to step in before his friend could do anything he would regret later.

"Eren, let's just go now," he muttered, trying to stay from ear-shot but was instead heard by a third man.

"Oh, the lady's here," he laughed and the boy cowered back in fear while his friend took a step forward.

"Don't call him that!" Eren demanded.

"Or what?" the first man challenged.

Eren's breathing grew rigid as he raised his arm and swung his fist towards the man's face. The green-coloured bottle reached the ground, hard enough to create a noise but not enough to shatter.

"You b-!"

Then, the fight began.

The other two men stood up, about to throw their fists at him before Mikasa stepped in and took one man to the ground. Eren continued to punch the man's face mercilessly, taking advantage of the fact that he was drunk and didn't have full control of his body.

Armin stepped away but still slightly shielded the woman with his figure. Despite his fear, he was still determined to protect the older.

But the confidence started to shred thin as the third man ran to him with a knife in hand. F/n reacted immediately and after the constant training with a certain stoic captain, she managed to move quickly enough to avoid the blade.

Armin felt his breath being taken away from the near-death experience.

"T-Thank you, F-"

Before he could finish his statement to show his gratitude towards her, she pulled him again, moving him away from the knife.

The man grew annoyed by her taunting antics, despite her not meaning for it to be that way.

"Stay out of this!" he shouted but F/n grabbed Armin's arm anyway, moving him away from the drunk man.

A sharp pain struck her, the pressure felt from behind and the blade was seen through from the left side of her abdomen.

Then, it was all just red.

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