Eren Yeager awoke with a start, feeling the cool beads of sweat pour down his forehead and cheeks. His spine was riddled with the cold chills that his dreams always left behind... especially if it was dreams about her.

Storming over to his mirror, Eren couldn't help but feel saddened at the sight in front of him. Tangled, dark-brown (almost black) locks fell to his shoulders, his tan-skin was a tad pale from the dream, his emerald green eyes were wary and teary, and stubble was starting to leak across his face. This was a high contrast to his 15-year-old self, as he felt like a tired, 29-year-old man compared to the ball of youth he used to be.

What would Mom think of this? He thought to himself, closing his eyes to let a raging sting go away, What would she think of this?

Unable to take anymore of the sadness, he slowly trudged back to his bed, falling onto the cool mattress below. However, no matter how tired they were refused to shut. He didn't blame himself for this. How could he close his eyes is Annie was going to just burn herself into his thoughts and dreams? How could he close his eyes when his memories of her would resurface, replaying them over and over again like a moving picture.

This current dream was a memory about their first kiss. Scratch that. It was a memory of their first and last kiss. Even though he just dreamt about it, Eren was slowly starting to forget the feel of Annie's lips on his. He could only remember that it was soft, but not how soft it was. He could remember that they were pink, but not the shade of pink they were. The two things he could remember vividly were the passion that flew that night and the hurt he felt as she pushed him away. How sad he felt as Annie ran back to her barracks, tears in her eyes. 

I guess I understand why she stopped today, Eren thought, biting his lip until it was raw, So why does it still hurt?

Why did it still hurt to think about her? Why did it hurt to realize that he may never see her up and moving again? Why does her four-year-old betrayal still hurt? Eren could do nothing but lay in bed, thinking about Annie Leonhart.