The soldiers all looked so tall and strong, even as they were wounded and covered in blood. You stood in the crowd, watching as the survey corps walked through the Trost District.

You couldn't help but recognize one of the soldiers. It was Jean, a boy you grew up with before he had left to join the military. You ran over to him, and he immediately gave you an annoyed expression.

"Citizens need to stay over there!" He said in a voice full of authority. Did he not recognize you...?