When Sasha was offering half of the bread and porridge, someone standing in the shadows was just watching all of this.
Historia, aka Krista, came to give some bread that she managed to acquire for Sasha. Although she knows that it would defy the order of her instructor, even then she came to help Sasha.
But when she was about to go close to Sasha to offer her the bread, she heard footsteps. She decided to hide so no one can find out that she had defied the orders and will get punished. She hid in the nearby shade of dark, In the crouch of the cabin the shadows of burning torches created a perfect place to hide her presence.
Although the people on the other side can't see her, she can clearly see what's happening there.
A black-haired boy with a tray of porridge and bread in his hands came. She saw that Sasha was about to fall due to her legs tripping from exhaustion. But as if he foresaw that Sasha would fall, he placed the plate on the ground and, just in time, made it beside her and caught her. He offered her some water, then they started to talk. She listened to the words, from Sasha's questions to his replies to them.
The more she looked, the more a favorable impression of him started to form in her mind. In the start, when she noticed that he was looking at her without blinking, she thought of him just the same as any other boy; she even thought that he was a lecher. But now, seeing him giving his own food to someone in need, she can't help but feel a little guilty. She had judged a gentleman as a villain.
In a normal situation, she would have just told him sorry and things should be over, and the guilt in her heart would fade. But now, she can't even apologize. To apologize, she would have to first go and tell him that she is sorry she thought he was a lecher. But that seems even more wrong. In the end, her mind came up with the idea that she will help him, which will help in something to lessen her guilt. So, she came out of the shade.
On the other hand, when Sasha and Eren noticed that someone was coming out of the shadows, Sasha's face slumped down. She knows if someone saw her eating, she and the boy who gave her the food both would be punished. Just when she was about to tell Eren to go, the intruder came into the light. Her blonde hair was shining like gold in the orange hue of the burning lights.
At the end, she is here, I thought as I looked at Historia. Although she is twelve, it can't hide the budding beauty of her face. With time, she will become even more breathtaking.
"Who are you?" I asked, although knowing exactly who she is.
"I am Krista Lenz. I came here to help Miss Sasha, but then I saw you also helping her."
"Don't mention that." I tried to act nonchalant, as if it's not a big deal, but only I myself know the happiness of the success of the plan. The first impression is settled; now I need to become friends with her. "My name is Eren Yeager."
Sasha also looked at Eren. "Eren..." she muttered his name under her breath, like trying to remember it in her heart.
I looked at Sasha. "Cough... as you know, she is Sasha."
Sasha came to her senses and also introduced herself. "As you know, my name is Sasha."
Historia smiled and extended her hand forward. "Here, I have something for you." She passed the bread to Sasha.
Sasha took the bread and ate it, completely forgetting what I said just a few moments ago. Sigh, let it be; if she is fine, who am I to stop her?
I chatted with her for a while. After some time, We all headed to returned to our respective cabins. The cabins are divided into two separations of boys and girls, and it's strictly controlled that they will remain in their separate quarters to maintain the discipline and order in the camp. So, we didn't talk much and separated. I also noticed Ymir standing there, but I didn't point it out. When I left, Ymir came, and after saying some words to Historia, she took Sasha on her shoulder like a sack doll and started to walk toward the girls' quarters.
While all that was happening, Mikasa and Armin were sitting at a table in the cafeteria, eating their food in silence. But this silence was not the usual silence that Mikasa always carries with her; it was even gloomier.
They thought that like before, Eren would come to the cafeteria, they could have some light conversation, and then bit by bit they would mend their friendship. But Eren didn't come. After that day when Eren lost his temper and shouted at them that he wants nothing to do with them, it's all over between them; the Eren they know is dead.
They thought he was angry at them—more precisely, he was sad by the choices they made in that future, and that sadness has turned into the anger that he is expressing toward them. They thought that after some time, when his anger would subside, they would tell him all the misunderstandings and things will become fine like before. Many times Eren became angry, but they always were the best of friends.
But this time, it didn't happen. Days passed, months passed, but Eren didn't come back. By then, they tried to find him, but it was no use. Eren stopped living with them; they found out that he is living with some acquaintance of his father. But they didn't find out where his house is. Just like that, one and a half years passed.
They joined the Cadet Corps same as before, and here they saw Eren in the row, standing straight. He is taller than before—even more than in the past timeline. He seems much fitter and muscular than before, and somewhat more handsome. The bratty aura had gone from him; his eyes held a calm like a dormant lake.
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