The tragic news about Eren's abandonment was quick to spread around the Scouts. Subsequently, it lead to you finding out.

Nobody thought it was appropriate to mention his leaving to you. A frown became a constant on your face. You became an unfortunate reminder of your brother.

Of course, that lead to most of the Scouts - Mikasa and Armin included - ignoring and denying your existence.

Well, not everyone.

Jean was beyond content to be Eren's replacement. Despite the two being former rivals, he had always seen you as a completely different person to your brother.

Jean had been searching for his cloak all morning. The last time he had seen it was during the mission, and then it vanished. He groaned as he slumped against the door. Both of his hands lifelessly dangled at his side.

Then, he glanced over at a familiar voice. Yours.

Why was he not surprised to see you, proudly wearing his cloak?

"Oh, so you're the culprit?" He inquired, one of his brows raised in feigned curiosity.