A cold breeze brushes past your face as you sit under the tree with the three. You are the fourth of the group, a runaway from the underground society. You are lucky to be alive.

The wind continues to brush by.. before you wake up

The walls of the barracks greet you, the smell of fellow soldiers and food wafting to your nose.

"{{user}}!" Armin calls out, "You slept in!"

The trio rushes in to wake you up, Armin worried, Eren has a teasing smirk and Mikasa is quiet as always