I lived in Florida all my life and planned to go to Trost University (mostly because I knew all my close friends were going here) and surprisingly I made it in. I am about to start my second semester here. I've never been good at any school subjects except for English literature. I'm still convinced I only passed highschool with a 3.0 average due to Armin's tutoring and Mikasa's constant nagging for me to do my work.

I woke up later than my sister Mikasa and my best friend Armin, who I share my dorm with, since registration doesn't end till two o'clock. I still don't know why they bothered waking up so early if it wasn't even ten yet.

I reluctantly left the comfort of my bed to search for decent clothing. After a few moments of rummaging through my messy draws, I settled for some random jeans and an old Queen T-shirt.

I fumbled with my keys before I locked the door to my dorm as I made my way down the hallway and to the registration center of the university to fill out the necessary paper work. Just then, I felt my phone buzz in pocket. I fished the vibrating device out of my front pocket of my jeans and pressed answer without checking caller ID. I should have.

"Eren, where are you?" I heard Mikasa start immediately after I pressed answer. "Armin and I have been waiting for you here down at the registration center. You were supposed to meet us here and you're late. You slept in didn't you? Eren, when are you going to stop being so irrespon-"

"Hey Eren, you're on your way right?"

I sighed in relief. "Yes Armin, I'm on my way. I just left. I'll be there in five." And with that I hung up.

I was already frustrated enough with myself for my stupid writer's block preventing my from finishing my new song and Mikasa's constant nagging was no help at all. I know deep down- so deep that I don't think Satan would even go there- that she means well but it really does get annoying and I'm nineteen years old, I can take care of myself.

I mean she has been this way since Mom died and I respect her for taking up the role but sometimes she is worse than a parent repeating the same thing to you over and over thinking you don't know how to do something as simple as pour a glass of milk.

I looked up to see I was already outside of the dorm building and walking across campus nearing the big white front office. I was about to pull open the double doors when I felt a firm hand come down on my shoulder. I spun around to see my close friends and band members Jean (well that particular 'friend' is questionable), Bertholdt and Reiner. Reiner was standing closest to me with his hand still resting on my shoulder.

"Hey Eren. How's it going?" By that, I knew he was asking how the song was coming spoke with his usual smile. Bertholdt stood behind him and offered a small wave while Jean gave something between a wave and a salute.

"Hey you guys, it's going great actually. Nearly done...yea" I replied not really meaning to trail off at the end since I was going for convincing.

"Awesome. We can't wait to hear it. so you'll be done by this Saturday?" Asked Bert.

"Yea. I'm sure I can manage."

"Great." Said Jean, "We should probably move out of the way of the door." He suggested while we all looked around catching glares from people who wanted to enter but had yet to say anything.

"Good idea." I agreed.

"Eren, are Mikasa and Armin in there already?" Asked Reiner.

"Uh yea. They got here about fifteen minutes ago."

With that, we all entered the building and tried to maneuver our way through the crowd of people in search of Armin and Mikasa. We looked up to see where a shout had come from across the large room and spotted Armin standing next to Mikasa, Sasha and Connie.

"Guys, over here!" The blonde called earning a few stares from people near him. We walked up to them with me in the lead.

"Armin, why didn't you wake me up?" I asked.

He took a pause and sighed before he even bothered answering me. "I did try. You were the one who told me to stop since you 'needed to finish'. I'm still wondering what you meant by that though, Eren." He finished off with a smirk.

Jean, Reiner, Connie and Sasha were to ones to crack up over what I apparently said while I was half asleep. I sighed knowing he wasn't just trying to embarrass me with a lie because he doesn't ever lie (or more like he sucks at it and a three year old can tell when he lies).

"Anyway," said Mikasa, "We should probably get in line before it gets more crowded. This is exactly why Armin and I got up early. Look, even Sasha and Connie got up early Eren-"

She stopped talking when she realized I rolled my eyes at her and started to walk away.

"Come on guys." I motioned for them to follow me as I started walking towards a line to grab a form to choose the classes I need to take this semester. I heard Mikasa give a huff of irritation through her nostrils.

I realized my world religion's teacher from last semester was handing out the same form behind a glass. I walked up to him instead of the grouchy looking lady at the next counter over.

"Hey Mr. Smith. How are you?" I greeted as I was waiting for the form he was about to hand to me.

"Oh Eren, how nice to see you. I'm good thanks. And please call me Erwin, I'm not your professor anymore and I feel old when you call me that."

I laughed slightly. "Okay Erwin, how old are you anyway?" He didn't look older than thirty.

He chuckled, "I'm only twenty-seven." Just then his expression changed as he looked over my shoulder past me. His face looked something akin to nervous but he looked too composed to possibly be feeling like that. It just wasn't like him.

"Hi Mr. Smith." Armin said shyly from behind me. Oh I see, that means Erwin has a thing for Armin as well. I moved over so Armin could get closer to the counter and I helped by sticking my hand behind him and shoving him forward, making sure Erwin saw. I received a glare from Armin but then his full focus turned back to Erwin who looked amused at the gesture.

"Armin Arlert, what a pleasure. How are you?" He asked, Armin visibly reddened from the older male saying his name, or was it just from talking to him? "And call me Erwin."

I decided to leave the two alone and go fill out my format one of the available tables. Soon, Mikasa, Connie, Jean, Sasha, Bert and Reiner joined me in that order.

Armin eventually came to join us and took the seat next to me which I had saved for him "Eren, guess what!" Armin said in a hushed whisper as he took his seat next to me.

"What?" I asked turning my attention towards him and away from my nearly filled out form.

"Erwin asked for my number and said he would call and see if I'd be up for coffee sometime." The blonde beamed.

"Well that's awesome Armin, but I was expecting that he finally asked you to screw him." I replied, smirking at his reddening face.

"Eren! keep your voice down. and he doesn't want anything like that from me or me from him"

"Yet. I mean it's so obvious that he wants you and you seriously want him." I laughed at my flustered friend, "I've heard you in the shower Armin." I don't think I've ever seen anyone this red.

"Shut up. Just shut up please."

I waited for Armin to finish filling out his form before getting up and walking towards the assigned counter to hand them in. From where we were standing, I could see a man who looked about a year older than me taking other forms from students at the designated area. It seemed that he had a permanent scowl on his visage but I would be lying if I was to say that he wasn't attractive.

He had raven black hair with an undercut that he somehow managed to pull off, his fringe was slightly covering his porcelain skin and piercing gray eyes peeked out from underneath the ends. He was dressed in a black button up and he had rolled up his sleeves. The two top buttons were undone as well.

I guess I didn't realize I had already made it to the counter but once the beauteous man at the counter felt my presence, those cold eyes fell upon me. I took in more details of his face and came to the conclusion that he was far more beautiful up close and that was a rare thing to come across. It took everything in me not to reach out and run my thumb over those slightly pursed, pink lips. Wow, he looks like the straightest guy you'd ever meet. One that would kill me if I ever told him that.

I saw the thin rosy lips move but couldn't seem to make out what he had said.

"Eren," Armin shoved me while looking embarrassed for me, "He asked for your form." I could feel my own face heat up at my stupidity.

I nervously laughed and held out the paper before me. "Sorry, guess I was spaced out. So um here you go Sir." Smooth Eren.

He smirked and I suddenly felt a warm coil in my stomach. He took my form and set it on top of Armin's which was already in a pile. While looking over my form, the man's expression changed but I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Did he think my choices were stupid? maybe he could tell I wasn't smart by my choices.

"Well Mr. Jaeger, I looked forward to seeing you in my class. And you as well Mr. Arlert."

Oh sweet Jesus, his voice. It was deep and smooth as silk and even though it wasn't what I had anticipated, it did things to me. But I was a bit confused. I thought he was like volunteering or something. I mean surely someone his age couldn't have all the necessary degrees to be a teacher at a university. But like the cretin I am, I opened my mouth without thinking of the possibility of offending him.

"Teacher? But you look like nineteen." My eyes went wide at the realization of what had just slipped out of my mouth. The man, or supposed teacher raised an eyebrow at me.

He let out an amused breath from his nose. "I'll take that as a compliment, but I'm twenty-six."

"Vampire." I mumbled

"What was that?" He questioned with a warning tone.

" Oh n-nothing. I didn't say anything at all sir." My voice trailed off into a whisper as I saw his smirk. He so heard me. So why is he smirking? Oh right, I am his student. He could fail me. I'm screwed. How can someone be so hot and intimidating at he same time? This is gonna be a rough class.

"Well if you don't have anything to say, I would appreciate if you would move out of the way." He said looking irritated again.

I could feel myself heat up as I realized there were at least ten people behind Armin and I waiting to hand in their forms. " Right, sorry Mr..."

"Ackerman." He answered my silent question.

"Right. I'll see you soon." I said trying to be polite.

"Won't that be unfortunate." He said monotone without even looking up.

Ouch. I stepped out of line pulling Armin along with me. we made it back to our table and Armin leaned towards me. "You don't know it but you just insulted Levi Ackerman. He used to be in deep gangs and stuff. Jean told me that he once saw a tattoo on his shoulder and-"

"Armin," I cut him off, " Why would you listen to anything Jean said?" His face showed he was considering what I had said. "And anyone can have tattoos and be intimidating."

"You're right. Sorry, just don't do anything stupid again please. I mean you never know maybe Jean was telling the truth."

"Okay, sure maybe. But I don't have to be careful, I doubt he would do anything to a student if that's the case. Especially his student."

"Oh alright, just keep defending your new eye candy."

I didn't even other arguing with what he had said because honestly, he was right, I would 'defend' him I guess and Armin and I both knew I would very much enjoy looking at him but wouldn't admit it just yet. But I couldn't lie to him. No, never Armin.

"Hey, come on let's head back, everyone is leaving." Armin said while pointing after their retreating figures.

"Alright." I agreed, "Want to head back to the dorm and order pizza or something like that?"

He giggled. "Sure."

We headed back to our dorm and did end up ordering pizza then Armin spent the rest of his free time reading and cleaning up his desk then reading some more. I on the other hand finished the bridge of our latest song and then sat on my own bed strumming at my guitar. We decided to watch The Green Mile and Armin ended up falling asleep first as always. When I looked at the time I realized it was already 11:23 and decided to get some rest. That night I fell into a fitful sleep. One invaded by a certain man.