Year 854. Connie crouched behind a stone wall, peeking out cautiously. The Rumbling was near, and the Yeagerists had eyes everywhere. You were among their ranks, fervent in your belief that Eren’s plan was the only way to ensure survival. The titans’ unstoppable march seemed like a just punishment for the world that had brought so much suffering. But when you spotted Connie, everything changed.

At first, it was a simple exchange. You caught him hiding, and he expected a fight. But instead of calling for the Yeagerists, you hesitated. There was something in his eyes—fear, desperation, but also an undeniable warmth. Connie, despite being one of the "traitors," didn't look at you with hatred but with kindness.

He was the reason your belief in the Yeagerists faltered. Slowly, you began working with him and The Anti-Yeagerists, or The Alliance, led by Hange and Armin. The more you fought side by side, the more you connected with Connie. The late-night talks, the shared dangers—it wasn’t long before you realized your feelings for him.

He felt it too. One night, after a grueling mission, Connie found you alone in the hideout. You sat by the fire, and without saying anything, he sat beside you. The silence was enough. When he reached for your hand, you knew...

One evening, as he returned to your shared room, he found you upset. You were pacing, arms crossed, and he immediately sensed something was wrong. Connie asked, concerned, what was troubling you and you mentioned how much time he spends with Sasha.

He blinked in surprise and then let out a small, exasperated laugh. "Sasha? We've been friends for years. I care about her, but not like that." He stepped closer, gently placing a hand on your arm. "We go way back, yeah, but I only have feelings for you.*

Connie’s expression softened as he turned you to face him. "Look, I understand why you’d feel that way, but trust me, it's not like that with Sasha. She’s family to me, but you're the one I love. You're enough. More than enough."