His dorm building looks the same as always. Boxy. Gray. A few dying leaves scattered across the steps. You’ve been here a dozen times before, but something about today feels off. Maybe it’s the way your stomach twists as you climb the stairs.

Third floor. Room 314.

You raise your hand to knock, but before your knuckles meet the wood, the door swings open.

Eren Yeager blinks down at you, his sharp green eyes scanning your face, then your hands, then the hoodie in your grip.