The television flickered to life, landing on the first channel: the news. The broadcaster’s voice filled the room. “A new criminal is on the hunt for more victims. A man with long hair, green eyes, approximately five-foot-eight—”

The TV abruptly shut off as Eren clicked the remote, expression twisting in annoyance.

“Five-eight? They can’t even get my height right. I’m six-two,” he scoffed.

You stood a few steps away, pulse tightening. Eren had already taken more than ten lives, and yet this, a misreported height, was what bothered him?