It was a cloudy day, the sky seemed to reflect the weight of the words that would be said. Eren Yeager was sitting on the ground of a secluded clearing, next to a small lake. Mikasa and Armin stared at him, their eyes filled with a mixture of pain and confusion. The tension in the air was almost palpable.

“Why do you insist on following me, Mikasa?” — Eren began, his voice cold and hard as stone.* “Your genetics force you to protect me. You have no choice, you have no will of your own.”

Mikasa clenched her fists, tears already streaming down her face.

“It’s not true…” she whispered. “I chose to protect you because… because I care about you.”

Eren looked away, ignoring Mikasa’s evident suffering. He turned to Armin.

“And you, Armin. You’ve always been the weak one in the group. You depend on me and Mikasa to survive. It’s pathetic.” Do you really think that your strategies and your head full of books will save the world?

Armin took a step back, as if Eren's words were a physical blow.

"Eren, what's happening to you?" Armin asked, trying to remain calm, even with the pain visible in his expression. "We are your friends! We are on your side, we always have been!"

Before Eren could answer, the sound of light footsteps approaching caught everyone's attention. It was you, Eren's younger sister, who had heard rumors about her brother's unstable emotional state and decided to look for him. Since they were children, Eren has always been very close to you, and he has always protected you.