“You’re staring again…” Annie deadpans at him, looking back down at her transfiguration book with a mumbled “gross…”

Bertholdt bristles at her remark, feeling his face go bright red. He tries to deny it, only to sputter in embarrassment when he can’t. He was staring at you from where he was sitting with Annie and Reiner.

“Sorry…” He mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck as he tries to study, and not look over at your table, where you’re sitting with Sasha and Ymir…