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*don't play the song yet*

͏͏𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝟔:𝟎𝟎 𝐚𝐦

❧ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 nearly blinded you once your eyes fluttered open. You were still in a good mood from last night about your new room, it was so unbelievable that you were living in such a nice apartment and to make it even better, you're even living with your best friend.

A smile grew on your face as you looked over your nightstand to find your phone. You checked the time, only two hours left before your class starts, enough time to get yourself ready. Setting your phone back down on the nightstand, you got out of bed to head to your bathroom to get ready.

You did the basics, washing your face and brushing your teeth. Even though you preferred showering at night instead of in the morning, you decided to shower now since it'll be your first impression to your new class.

𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳...

❧ After pulling up and buttoning your jeans, you strolled towards your suitcase that was in the corner of your room to pull out your black and white Jordan 1s to match with your outfit.

Walking and taking a seat at your vanity desk, you decided to do your makeup and hair last since you knew that it would take the longest. You first brushed out your eyebrows and applied the eyebrow liner onto it. Then, applied eyeliner and mascara and finally applied lip liner and lip gloss.

You smacked and puckered your lips in the mirror, "Purrrrr," you giggled to yourself. Finally, it was time for your hair. You didn't do much but fluff your kinky curls just a bit. You picked your hair out with your fingers until it looked the way you wanted it too look like. By finishing up your look, you put on silver hoop earrings and a silver necklace your mom gave gifted you.

"Alright!!!" you clapped excitedly as you got up and grabbed your bag that already had all the supplies that you'll need for class. Walking out of your room, you bumped into Hakeem who was heading out of his room.

"Damn y/n if i was into pussy, i would've ate yo shit right here right now," Hakeem rubbed his right eye aggressively, zoning out the more he rubbed his eye.

"I'll take that as a compliment," you smiled at your best friend, "But I gotta go now."

"Ain't it a bit too early for you to be leaving?"

"You can never be to early Hakeem, i'll see you later," you gave him a wink and started to walk towards the door. Hakeem following behind you with even more questions, "Do you even know how to get there?"

"Yeah, it's only a 10 minute walk from here." You responded as you unlocked the door.

"Manhattan drivers don't play, be safe out there," Hakeem leaned his head against the door as he watched you walk out.

*claps* cue the music.

You waved him goodbye and turned to the direction of the elevator. Your hands felt a bit shaky as you walked into the elevator after waiting for the doors to open. You were nervous but also excited at the same time, it was your first day anyways so it was reasonable.

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Since you were new to New York, you rarely knew anything when it came to crossing the streets. Not only was it crowded but the drivers were worse. It seemed like they really didn't care about any pedestrians life, some reckless drivers was what they were.

Do I go now? You thought to yourself as you looked both ways of the road. You shrugged and stepped onto the road.

"HEY WATCH OUT!"

You quickly looked to the side and noticed a car driving towards you. Suddenly you felt someone grab your wrist, pulling you away. You yelped as you fell on the random person and that person falling back, onto the concrete.

The stranger had his hands wrapped around your waist as you layed on top of him on the ground. You studied the stranger closely. He had long dark brown hair that was pulled into a messy man bun.

The stranger groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut, "Ah fuck," he whispered under his breath.

"Oh- Sorry," you urgently got off of him and reached your hand towards him to help him up. The stranger grabbed your hand and slowly got up from the ground, brushing the imaginary dust off of him.

"Thank you...Mr," you raised a fist to motioned a fist bump. The male in the man bun gave you a quick nod, showing a neutral emotion as he returned the fist bump.

"No problem, just be cautious next time...cool?" his manhattan accent made your ears perked up. His voice was silky yet so deep enough to make your ears ring and ring.

"Cool," you nodded. The stranger walked away, his hands dugged into the pockets of his jacket. Damn...that's one pretty mothafucka, you puckered your lips. The rest of your 5 minute walk, was just you thinking about the man you ran into. You couldn't get him out of your head, it's just how badass he looked is what made him so attractive to you.

A large building suddenly halted your steps. You turned your body to face it and realized it was the building that you'll be attending your classes at. You took a deep breath and opened the entrance door to the building.

"Good Morning, what can I do for you today," a gentle voice greeted you. A blonde lady sat at the front desk with her hands clasped on the desk. She didn't too old nor did she look any younger.

"Oh um I'm here to attend..." you opened your bag and pulled out a piece of paper, "Ms. Brown's class?"

The blonde lady nodded and got up from her wheelie chair, "Oh sweetie, Ms.Brown won't be here for another 20 minutes but I can take you to the lounge so you can wait."

"Oh sure, that'll be nice," you smiled at the lady.

"Alright follow me."

You trailed behind the lady as she walked towards the hallway. The walls were filled with different picture frames of clothing that students designed, frames of models wearing clothing that were also designed by students, and portraits of students that attended the school.

But there was one portrait of someone that you recognized. You looked at the picture closely and your eyes widened when you realized it was the stranger that you interacted with 5 minutes ago.

"Miss?" you tapped on the blonde lady's shoulder.

"Hm?"

"Who's this man right here?" you pointed at the picture.

"Oh that's Eren Jaeger, he models and tries on the clothing the other students make," the lady smiled cheerfully. She spoke of him as a proud mom after you questioned her. You slowly nodded your head and followed the lady as she turned back to the lounge.

"Mkay, this is the lounge," the lady opened the door, allowing you to go in first, "This is where all the students can hang out."

"Wow, it's...big," you raised your eyebrows, impressed. The large room had walls painted in the color orange, green and white. Single, tall chairs were in columns beside one another near a table. There was a small area where a bunch of couches and tables were gathered at.

"Yeah, we reconstructed it last year, but I have to go back to my shift so i'll see you around..?" The lady tilted her head, pointing at you, waiting for you to say your name.

"Oh Y/n... and you?"

"Ah just call me Amy."

"Alright, thank you Amy."

Amy smiled at you one last time and headed back to her working area. You settled your bag onto the counter and walked up to the coffee machine to make some coffee. Hmm do they got caramel flavor here? You looked through the K-cup section.

𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦....

"Your hair looks like shit."

Eren kept his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket as he stared down at Chanel who had her nose scrunched, "Why do you always having something to say about my hair?" Eren brushed past her, walking down the hallways.

Chanel ignored Eren's question and switched the conversation to something that definitely would've interested him, "I heard we're getting a new student in class AND it's a girl." Chanel smirked.

"Don't care." I shrugged. Chanel's jaw dropped open, shocked that Eren, the player, didn't care about a girl, "Aw come on what if she's cute, you'll finally stop doing one night stands," Chanel snickered at her comment, "Maybe get yourself a girlfriend for once."

"First of all, I actually had a girlfriend before and I don't do those...anymore."

"You're telling me, Eren Jaeger doesn't do one night stands anymore?" Chanel furrowed her eyebrows at the idea. Eren responded with a slow nod, making sure his words weren't mistaken.

"Was it your ex girlfriend? What was her name Micaca? Micalla? Nah that's not it...MiKara?" Chanel rubbed her chin.

"You know her name Chanel, you didn't go to class with her for a whole year for nothing," Eren tilted his head down, "It's Mikasa."

Chanel snapped her fingers and pretended that she now remembered who Mikasa was, "Right right," Chanel nodded and stroked her imaginary beard, "Back to the one night stands."

"Chanel, shut up." Eren kept my hands shoved in his pockets as he mean mugged the girl beside him.

"Alright don't get all defensive now," Chanel raised her hands in the air.

"Mhm." he hummed quietly. The walk down the hallway was silent. The silence was good enough for Eren, he sick of hearing Chanel's voice all the time.

"Eren your hair is bothering me so much."

"Fine, fix it then," he bent his head down to reach Chanel's level so she could fix his hair. He flinched a bit after Chanel pulled the hair tie out of his hair.

"AGH- CHANEL DONT PULL TOO HARD!"

Chanel hushed Eren, "Shut up," Eren's neck started to hurt a bit because of how long his head was bent down. Seconds went by and he didn't feel Chanel touching his hair at all.

"Chanel...are you gonna tie my hair up or not?" Eren stood up straight and noticed that she had a huge grin plastered on her face, "What?" Eren raised his eyebrows. Without even blinking, she was off sprinting down the hallways.

𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘢𝘺𝘦?

"Chanel!" shouted a male like voice. It echoed through the hallways as the voice got louder. You looked to your side and watched a short brown girl that seemed around your age, sprinting behind the chairs. Your eyes locked eyes with the stranger from earlier this morning.

The stranger locked eyes with you, blowing his hair that was in his face away. You quickly looked back at the stash of K-cups, feeling your face burn up a bit. He ran his fingers through his hair as he walked towards the girl you assumed went by the name Chanel.

"Chanel...my hair tie," the man demanded.

"Damn nigga, home girl just tryna have some fun," the girl spun the hair tie on her finger as she puckered her lips. Letting out a quick yelp, the girl handed the man his hair to tie after he grabbed the girls arm and reached for the hair tie himself.

"Okay okay here," the girl sighed as she handed him the hair tie. The man combed his hair with his hands as he held the hair tie with his teeth.

"Ouuuu girl, you look to fine to be walking out like that," you heard the girl walk up to you.

"Girl I should say the same thing about you," you smiled back at the girl. The girl stook out her hand for you to shake, her smile not fading away, "I'm Chanel."

"I'm Y/n," you shook her hand.

"Eren come introduce yourself to y/n," Chanel motioned her head towards you. You placed a mug underneath the coffee machine and pressed the brew button. The man towered over you as he stood beside you.

You beamed, "I'm y/n."

"I'm Eren," Eren gave you a small as he nodded his head at you. His eyes not moving away once from your gaze.

After the coffee machine was done brewing your coffee, you added sugar and some coffee creamer. You felt Eren's eyes on you, it made you shiver in excitement for some reason. But you felt nervous too...was it him making you nervous?

"So y/nnnn, tell us about yourself," Chanel leaned against the counter. You sipped your coffee, placing it down in the counter.

"Uhhh I'm a pretty boring person," you made a cringe expression as you clicked your tongue.

"Ahhh come on," Chanel drummed her fingers on the counter, "Nothing interesting about you at all?"

You took a long pause to think about yourself and resumed to respond, "I mean... I have a butterfly tattoo on my shoulder?" you shrugged.

"Giiiiiiirl lemme see!" Chanel leaped towards you. You pulled down the upper sleeve of your long sleeve shirt to show Chanel your tattoo. As Chanel was admiring and rambling about how cool your tattoo was, you and Eren ended up making eye contact again. This time he didn't break it. What is up with all this eye contact.

"Anyways," Chanel tapped your shoulder, "We should get going."

As you pulled up your sleeve, you grabbed the mug of coffee since you had some left, "Yeah let's go," you grabbed your bag and began walking with Eren and Chanel.

Eren trailed behind you and Chanel as the two of you kept walking to the studio that you'll be attending your class in. Eren couldn't take his eyes off of you. Your smile, especially, is what made him want to know about you more.