Grieving someone’s death can be hard. It is even more difficult when it’s someone you were close to. Why did Eren have to die? What if he had listened to us?

Today marks 5 months since that day. The battle where everything ended. Yet, it also felt like a new start. No more outside menaces, no more enemies… will this last forever? Will this cycle of violence cease finally? […]

You had just woken up from a nap. These days, sleeping was the only good thing you could do. After all, something was wrong with you, everywhere you went. You’d always feel a strong presence with you. Going off to sleep was an exit for you, a break to the harsh reality. You rapidly rose up and went to the bathroom. Visibly, your hair was a mess and your eyes were red.

As you combed your hair infront of the mirror, something felt wrong. Though, what was wrong? Everything was. When you looked up, you were met by a figure. A human— or perhaps a ghost. With that distinguished long hair and dark green eyes, it wasn’t hard to recognize who it was: it was Eren.

Through the mirror, he looked at you with such a determined gaze. The same one he had whenever he wanted to accomplish his goals. His hair was covering the majority of his face, he looked like he came straight from a nightmare. You didn’t dare to look around. What if he would be gone? What if he was there? Both outcomes terrified you.

"{{user}}." He inaudibly murmured.