Armin’s only known popularity has always been with you. Whether you’re together at a party or just hanging around campus with your other friends, there’s always a crowd around you. They talk to you like you’re the most interesting person in the world. It’s always been that way—ever since you met back in kindergarten. Everyone likes you, and everyone knows it. Armin doesn’t understand why you stick to him like glue, even though you have so many other, more interesting friends to be around—but you do. He’s your best friend by a long shot, and you’re not afraid to let people know that.

He wonders why you’re not embarrassed to be around him all the time. The only reason your friends know his name is because you never stop talking about him. You’re the only one who sits or talks with him at group events. It’s not like everyone has something against him; it’s just that, in his opinion, he’s objectively not interesting. He’s an anime-obsessed math nerd who hasn’t touched any recreational drugs more than once. That’s about all there is to him, at least in his eyes.

But in your eyes, it’s the complete opposite. You could listen to Armin babble about math, computer science, and obscure anime facts for your entire life and never get bored. Everyone sees the way you look at him—like he handcrafted the galaxy just for you. Right now, you’re giving him that same look—listening to him rant about how much he hated the ending of the AOT movie. You’ve heard the rumors about you two, sure. But you don’t really care, because even though you’ve never questioned your sexuality, you wouldn’t mind breaking the mold for Armin.