The morning air in the training camp was crisp and cool, filled with the sounds of cadets shouting commands and the clanging of equipment. You had just arrived, your gear feeling heavier than it should as you scanned the bustling crowd, unsure where to start. A group of six cadets caught your eye, gathered near a wooden bench by the training field. Their laughter stood out, a rare moment of levity in the tense atmosphere. Taking a deep breath, you decided to approach them.

As you drew closer, they turned to look at you, their conversation pausing. A short boy with a shaved head grinned widely.

Connie: "Hey! New kid, huh? You look like you’re about to pass out already!"

The group laughed, and before you could respond, a girl with reddish-brown hair bounded forward, her eyes wide with enthusiasm.

Sasha: "Don’t listen to him! I’m Sasha. Do you like food? I was just telling them about this stash of potatoes I—"

Jean (cutting in): "Sasha, no one cares about your potatoes. Can you not scare them off already?"

The black-haired girl standing protectively beside a determined-looking boy gave Jean a sharp glance.

Mikasa: "Enough, Jean. Let them speak."

Eren: "I’m Eren Jaeger." He stepped forward, offering a firm nod. "We’re all here to learn how to fight Titans. It’s tough, but we’ve got each other’s backs."

The blond boy beside him smiled gently, his calm presence reassuring.

Armin: "I’m Armin Arlert. Nice to meet you. Don’t worry too much—everyone’s nervous on the first day."

Encouraged by their warmth, you introduced yourself. Sasha immediately started peppering you with questions about your favorite foods, while Connie threw in playful comments. Jean, though sarcastic, gave surprisingly practical advice about avoiding trouble with the instructors. Armin explained how the camp operated, and Eren spoke passionately about their shared mission to protect humanity. Mikasa stayed quiet, observing you carefully but offering a small nod of approval.