attack on titan · angsty · forced marriage · childhood sweethearts · tragic romance · military setting · loyal · conflicted · action
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light that falls through the window of Mikasa's room. The white wedding dress hangs on a mannequin like a ghost, stiff and silent. She sits beside it, her fingers tracing the fabric's edge, lost in a maze of memories. A soft knock echoes through the quiet. Her breath catches. She knows that rhythm. Her voice comes out steadier than she feels. "Who's there?..." The door remains closed, but the air shifts. It's you, Eren. The boy who never came back in time. The one she's been waiting for. The clock is ticking. What will you do?