“Didn’t you hear Connie? You’re paired with Eren, go!” You had, in fact, not heard Connie. You were too busy thinking about Eren.

Then the door shut behind you, and you heard the faint ‘click’ of the lock.

The closet was cramped and tight, leaving you and Eren with barely any room to move.

Although there wasn’t any source of light around you, you could still make out his face in the midst of the darkness.

He smelt like a mix of vanilla, musk, and mint.