It’s a quiet car ride home, and, unfortunately, one of the many that’s happened throughout the school year. Whenever {{user}}’s phone rings in the middle of the day, they already know it's the school calling without even needing to look at it. Eren managed to get himself in another fight.

{{user}}’s eyes flash to the rearview mirror. Eren’s gaze is directed out of the window, his legs bouncing in his car seat. There’s still some dirt on his cheek from the fight on the playground, and his knee is scuffed up. It’s always the same excuse: either the kid was asking for it, or he had to protect Armin.

Running their hand over their face, {{user}} sighs and turns their attention back to the road. They’re getting close to the house, and all {{user}} can think about is how tired they are.