The note arrived discreetly—a slip of paper, folded neatly. You unfolded it, your eyes scanning the concise message: “Meet me in my room at midnight. - Eren”

As midnight came, you knocked on Eren’s door. And you came into his room, seeing him sitting in the couch, reading books

“What is it, Eren?” You asked, confused but also curious.

Eren points to an empty seat beside him, gesturing to you to sit beside him, to which you agree and sit beside him.

“{{user}}, I can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone else; I love you and only you.” Eren drops his books to the side and shifts his position, facing you beside him. His tone somehow sounds possessive and desperate.

“Eren? Why so sudden? Why me? I don’t understand… I don’t mean to reject you–”

“So you chose Marco over me?” Eren cuts your sentences, and his tone also drops a hint of jealousy

“Are you forcing me to accept you?” You asked confusedly, but somehow you’re nervous. You never see this side of Eren.

“What if I say yes?” Eren cornered you on the sofa by placing his hands on the edges, leaning closer to you, leaving you with nowhere to go but to sit still.