- Totalitarianism is a term used since 1920 ...

Eren played with his pencil as the history teacher continued to lecture on totalitarian regimes. The brunette stretched before yawning and glancing at the window, it was raining all at once, and it was not the nice little rain, but a strong one that fell on the roof, making a bouquering not possible. It was difficult even to listen to the teacher at that moment. Mikasa took notes like any good student who absolutely wanted to succeed, like Jean making faces in the back of the class with his accomplice Reiner Braun. Armin stared at his watch while waiting for the ring, he had not listened to the class, and at the same time he did not feel like listening to the lessons while his friend had suddenly disappeared. What disgusted him was that everyone was acting as if nothing had happened, that is, they were not even aware of his absence. At the same time, Annie was a very discreet student who often went to the back of the class, never talking to her classmates, she simply answered questions when the teacher questioned her, but sometimes she just shrugged her shoulders. reply. When the blonde turned, he could catch his eyes with luck, what he loved, it was his change of expression he found adorable. He still remembered their first walk in a market, where he had bought a donuts, she seemed very surprised at his kindness, while it was a simple friendly gesture that any friend would do.
Something shook his shoulder, making him come out of his beautiful thoughts. Armin frowned and turned his head to his two friends, Mikasa and Eren, who were still worried about him. It was nice of them, but he could not tell what he was hiding from them, even though they were close. Walking in the corridors to go to their next course which was French, Armin followed without a word his two friends, his head elsewhere, he ignored the few girls who "matait" with Eren, he had nothing to do. Arrived in the class, Armin did not settle in its usual place, but the bottom, where was Annie, to be able to stand back from others. At the time of the call, the teacher quoted the name of the blonde, no answer, then moved on to another. Armin had scrutinized his expression, trying to find something, the teacher had called the blonde twice, but nothing. The teenager could hear a few whispers around him: "She's drying up?" He wanted to send them his fist in their face, he was there to worry about it?

The evening came quickly and Armin had found an excuse to get out, saying that he was going to check with his friends, which was totally wrong. In fact, he went to the apartment where Annie lived, to try to question the neighbors of his floor, hoping to have an answer that will help him to move forward to find her. He got off his bike and climbed the stairs avoiding making noise, despite the squeaks. He came within a few steps of the Leonhart's door, but he turned to another and knocked, hoping to get an answer, unfortunately, nothing ... He sighed and tried his luck for another door, he knocked twice and heard a noise behind it before it opened, leaving an old woman who questioned him with his eyes.

- Excuse me ... Do you know Leonhart? asked Armin.
- The Leonhart? No, I hardly ever see them, but ... ask Mrs. Brown, she's been living here longer.
- Thank you Armin smiles before heading to the door a few steps away from this one.

Arrived at the door, he raised his hesitant hand before beating a few strokes. She opened slowly, leaving a face in the doorway, alert. She asked what he wanted and invited him to enter after his answer, which surprised the blonde.

- The Leonhart? Yes I know them since they moved here. They even came for coffee!
- And you know where Mrs. Leonhart is? asked Armin, drinking a little water.
- Oh ... This poor girl lost her mother in a car accident, according to her father, she was driving.

- What ...?
- Yes, there was heavy rain from what Mr. Leonhart told me, the car would have slipped on the road and they made several barrels, she would have died on the spot, next to her daughter ...
- How was Annie? When did you have this discussion?
She was sobbing, her eyes were red, I remember her very well. Then ... What intrigued me was that her father did not even say sweet words, not even a single glance to reassure her, they did not talk to each other. In this kind of moment, a family should be closer, but there ... It seemed to be destroyed after this tragedy.
- Destroyed?
- Yes, it showed in their behavior, and then ... I hear a lot of howls and things that break against the walls, coming from their apartment. I may be old but not deaf, they quarrel often, but for a few days I can not hear anything. I do not even see Annie go down in the morning to go to high school.
- How are you screaming? he added, who did not quite understand what the old woman meant.
- Listen small, I'm not sure, but for me, ... Your girlfriend is beaten.
- WHAT? !!
- Hush! she scolded. Do not scream like that! There are not only nice neighbors here!
- Why do not you call the police ?! Armin whispered loudly, controlling his anger just waiting for one thing, exploding.
- You know, in this apartment, we solve his problems in his own way, the police are not welcome here. But listen, I'll help you. Tonight you go home and let me do, Mr. Leonhart gets along well with me, he will let me in, okay?

Armin had refused, but the old lady had ordered her to know what she was doing, after all she was right, she knew Leonhart better than him, because he did not even know that Annie had a car accident and that moreover, his mother had perished in ...