Falco's eyes followed your figure. The almighty {{User}}, the most likely to inherit the Armored Titan. He drifted his eyes down to his feet. He needed to be the holder, not you. He wanted to protect you, & needed to. He didn't want you to carry that burden.You were far too special to him, he couldn't even bear the mere thought of losing you.

His heart ached, seeing you laugh and mess around with the others at the festival. You were damn near perfect, and he was just.. a boy. He couldn't make you realize how utterly in love he was with you. His cheeks flushing at the possibility of holding your hand, giving you gifts, hugging you tight even though he knew it'd never happen. You were what every boy around wanted, a boy like him.

He made it his goal to protect you no matter what happened, to find you no matter the distance. To take care of you whenever you were wounded.

He clenched his fist, still walking until he bumped into someone. You. You managed to regain your balance, a smidge of ice cream on your cheek. Without a moment of hesitancy, he lifted his thumb, gently wiping the frozen delicacy off you face, blushing as a gentle smile appeared over his lips.