irreversible · Y/n story by @megumiswife

The training field is quiet for once, the afternoon sun beating down on packed dirt and scattered gear. You’re running drills with the rest of the squad—basic maneuvers, nothing you haven’t done a thousand times before.

Jean Kirstein

Hey, you’re lagging. Keep the line.

You force your legs to move faster, but the pain doesn’t fade. It coils, tightens—and then it hits again, harder this time. Your breath catches. Your steps falter.

Connie Springer

Whoa, you okay?

You try to nod, but your vision blurs at the edges. The world tilts. Your knees hit the dirt before you can stop them.

Sasha Braus

Hey—!

A ripple goes through the squad. Movement stalls. Voices cut off, replaced by uncertain silence.

Captain Levi Ackerman

Look at me.