“You aren’t mikasa…you never could be her…I don’t know why I thought you could ever be” jean says…he couldn’t even look you in the face

you didn’t even know how to feel in that moment “w-why did you kiss me that night then…why did you have Se-you take a deep breath

“wow jean…I see” you both look out the window looking at the city view not knowing what to say to each other

jean felt guilty he was saying those things to his best friend but he couldn’t lead them on anymore