After watching Eren ride down multiple slides, he takes you home and you go straight to the shower and then to sleep. The grade A weed knocking you right out. You definitely needed his plug's number.

The next day you and Hitch go shopping as planned and you spend probably way too much money. It was retail therapy after all. You kept telling yourself you start your new job tomorrow so the money will return. You bought so many cute outfits that you couldn't wait to show off.

After shopping, the two of you just went out to eat and then headed home. You worked on some homework and then went to bed. Pretty chill Sunday.

The next day, Monday morning, it's pretty typical. You go to bio with Sasha, leave with her and join Connie and Jean for lunch, hang out under the tree and then everyone goes their separate ways except this time, you and Sasha go to Brew N Bake for the first day of training.

You get the hang of it fairly quickly. It honestly wasn't as hard as you thought it was gonna be. Sasha too found it really easy minus the whole trying to not eat everything. She was really good with customers since she had such a bubbly, friendly personality.

By the end of the shift you had mostly everything down. You were always a quick learner so you weren't too worried. It went by fast too because since you worked with Sasha, she made it fun.

The next day, Tuesday, you don't have classes until 4 so you're scheduled to work in the mornings. Your manager tells you that on Tuesdays and Thursdays you will have morning shifts since you have school in the afternoon and then on Mondays and Wednesdays, work in the afternoon.

You only work with Sasha on Mondays and Wednesdays which makes you kinda sad but again, you're not too worried. You saw it as a chance to make friends with your coworkers or something.

Since it's Tuesday, you and Sasha aren't working together. You instead have to work with some guy named Floch, who honestly was kind of annoying.

Several people come in and you notice the shop is much more busier in the mornings compared to yesterday's afternoon shift which only makes sense since the shop was mostly coffee based even though they also have teas and smoothies.

The bell on top of the door rings and you look up at the door to greet the customer when you see who it is.

"Professor Ackerman!" You beam. "Hello." He responds.

Your smile fades. "You don't know my name, do you?"  He shrugs. "I have a lot of students."

"Well, next time you come in I'm gonna act like I don't know your name and say it's cause I have a lot of customers." You taunt.

"I'll remember that when I grade your papers then." He throws back with no hesitation.

You sigh with defeat. "Okay fine, you win. What can I get you professor?" He chuckles softly. "Green tea with honey."

"You don't want coffee?" You ask. "Coffee gives me the shits." He says flatly.

You burst out laughing, his straight face making what he said even funnier. He watches you laugh and you could've swore you saw a small smile form on his lips.

"Okay, okay. One green tea." You say once you pull yourself together. "With honey." He corrects you "Yes, with honey. Let's not dare forget the honey."

You hand him the beverage and he takes a sip of it. "Is it to your liking?" You tease. "Eh." He responds.

You frown and he laughs. That cheers you up a bit. "Hope you have a good day professor." You smile. He takes another sip and sighs. "I hope so too." Then he walks out the store.

After that day, every time you work, Professor Ackerman comes in and orders the same the thing. Green tea with honey. Very crucial you don't forget the honey.

And every morning it's the same thing.

"Goodmorning, professor!"
"Goodmorning."

or if you worked in the afternoons:

"Good afternoon, professor!"
"Afternoon."

He never says your name and it's honestly kind of frustrating. You decide to make it your goal to get him to say it. Maybe you just had to make yourself more memorable.

You sigh as you watch him walk out the door. "He still doesn't know my name. I mean, my name tag is literally right here!" You complain to Sasha.

She laughs as she starts cleans up a spill. "Maybe he does it on purpose." You squat down to help her. "Hmm maybe. He's soooo cute though right?" You gush.

She raises an eyebrow at you. "He's like twice your age." You frown. "No way! He's maybe like ten years older than us probably."

She giggles and stands up, dusting off her hands. "You definitely do seem like the type to crush on a teacher."

You gasp. "I'm not crushing on him! I'm just saying he's handsome! I'd never actually do anything with him, he kinda reminds me of my dad."

Sasha howls with laughter. "Ohhhh so this is about daddy issues, huh?" You gasp again and smack her with a rag. "Fuck you!"

The two of you laugh and spend the rest of the shift together until closing.

"God, I'm so tired!" Sasha moans as she shoves a blueberry muffin in her mouth. The two of you had finally finish cleaning and doing all the closing duties you needed to do before closing shop.

"Same." You drop down onto one of the chairs and look around at the practically sparkling area. "Kinda crazy how they trust us to close this place, huh?"

She swallows the rest of the muffin and licks her fingers. "I know right." She wipes her hands on her apron and stretches. "Okay, I'm gonna head home. See you tomorrow?" She tosses you the keys. She always leaves first since she lives further and you live right here on campus.

"Yes ma'am." You say. "Goodnight!" She waves bye to you and you sit alone in the shop. You were much too tired to move.

You look out one of the windows and see the teachers parking lot and spot Ackerman's car still here. He's probably working late again.

You decide you're gonna make a tea and give it to him. You always seem him leaving late around the same time you get out of work. So you know for sure he should be in his class room or his office. You were determined to make him remember your name.

You walk to his classroom with the tea in your hand. Right when you're about to step a foot in, Professor Hange bumps into you as she exits.

"Oh! Y/n? Right? What are you doing here at this hour?" She asks you. "Oh I-" You fumble and she interrupts you.

She leans in closer and whispers loudly by your ear. "You know it's very inappropriate to have secret relations with your professors." She stands back up straight and her face is serious.

"It's not like that! I was just- " You panic but then out of nowhere she begins laughing like a maniac. "Kidding! I have indecent relations with my students all the time!"

"Oh.." You laugh nervously and look at Ackerman who just shakes his head at the ground. "KIDDING! I would never do that! Plus! I'm married to science!" She hits your shoulder a little too hard causing you to almost spill the tea.

"Bye bye y/n! Bye bye LeviiiiEee" She walks away and strolls down the hall humming the tune to Bill Nye the Science Guy.

Levi? That's his first name?

"What do you need?" Ackerman says sitting down in his seat. "I brought you this." You say handing him the cup. He stares at it for a second with hesitation and then looks up at you. "You made me a tea and came all the way over here to give it to me?"

"Please. I messed up an order and made an extra and I didn't want it to go to waste and you're the only other person I know who drinks this crap." You push the cup further toward him and he finally grabs it and takes a sip.

"The world doesn't revolve around you, you know?LeviiiEee." You sing as you sit on top of one of the tables closest to his desk. "Do not call me that. And get off that table." He says sternly.

"Ugh, why? It's so much easier to say." You whine. He snaps his fingers at you and points to the ground. "Off." He repeats.

"Yes sir, yes sir!" You fake salute. "Out." He says returning to his paperwork. You sigh. "Fine. Goodnight leviiiii" You say as you wave goodbye.
"What did I just say?" He fumes but you're already out the door, skipping down the hallway.

You exit the school building and begin walking to your dorm. Since it was already late in the evening, no one was really around. You do see one person though coming down the stairs and heading to the parking lot. Eren. You wonder what he's doing here.

You run after the boy and shout. "Hey!" He spins around. "Oh sup."

"Whatcha doing here? Leaving a girl's house or something?" You joke. "I was at Reiner's. All the guys were there watching the game." He replies dryly. His energy did not match yours at all.

You freeze when you look at his hands. They were actually bandaged up. A little sloppy but you applaud him for his effort.

"You bandaged them up!" You beam.

"Hm? Oh." He looks down at his hands and forms a fist. "I was tired of you bitching at me to take care of them so I did."

You step back offended. "Well, sorry I care about your health."

"Mm. Thanks." He begins walking away from you and you're completely confused. Did you do something to piss him off and you don't remember?

"Hey!" You run and stop in front of him. "I wasn't done talking to you."

He sighs loudly. "What, y/n?"

Okay. Something definitely was wrong. But it can't be toward you, right? You guys were fine just like three days ago!

"Why are you being mean? You back to hating me or something?" You cross your arms, holding your position in front of him so he doesn't escape. Even though we all know he can easily push you aside.

"I never hated you." He grumbles. He tries to step past you but you step in front of him again. "Okay, why are you back to being a dick to me for no reason then?" You stand your ground.

"I'm just not in the mood, okay?" He groans. "But you were just with your friends. Did something happen?" You ask.

"Don't worry about it." He steps to the side once more and you block him again. "Just tell me."

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Jean just annoyed me."

You laugh. "Jean? What did he do?"

He looks at you for a while, his eyes narrow. "You sure you wanna know?" You make an annoyed face. He knows how anxious you get. "Hurry up!"

He shakes his head and then sits on a bench nearby while you remain standing.

"I brought up how I hung out with you last Saturday night. The guys started asking questions like what did we do and if I got to hit that." He starts. You felt your face heat up. He notices. "You sure you want me to keep going?" You flex your fingers into fists. "Go!"

"Okay, okay! Damn. I said no because we obviously didn't. I said I just smoked you out because you had a shit day the day before and I wanted to make sure you were good. Then Connie said something like, 'speaking of hitting that, Jean tell them what you did in the restroom at Niccolo's competition' and everyone kept asking him questions like did he fuck you and stuff and he was already mad I hung out with you so he took the opportunity to one up me and say he didn't get to fuck but that he ate you out."

You were fuming. You hated boys who had big mouths. You never thought Jean would be one of them. You were so embarrassed and angry. "Go on." You growl.

He sighs and continues. "I said that's funny because when I hung out with you that night, you told me everything that happened but you never mentioned anything like that."

You knit your eyebrows together. "Of course I didn't tell you about that! That's weird why would I tell you?"

He looks up at you. "So it's true? He did?"

You stay quiet. "Well, yeah." He chuckles and gets up. "Welp. There you go, that's what happened."

That's why he's mad at you? Was he mad at the fact you didn't tell him about it? Or the fact you did it in general? Why would he be mad about either of those things though? It made no sense.

"I'm gonna kill him." You hiss. He laughs and places his hand on your shoulder. "I'll be rooting you. Goodnight y/n."

Before walking away, he tugs on the sleeve of your blouse. "By the way, you should wear stuff like this more often. You look pretty."

He walks past you and you're frozen for a second. Did he just...

You spin around. "Did you just call me pretty?" You call out to him. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get used to it." He says waving a hand in the air to say goodbye.

You smile and look down at your braid and twirl the end with your fingers. Maybe you will wear it like that more often.

Your smile fades when you remember everything Eren just told you. Now everyone knew. Well not everyone but all the guys. Who knew how long it took for the girls to find out too. You felt dirty.

Your immediate response is to call him right away and talk shit but you remember he's with the guys still and you'll look even more stupid.

So, you decide to walk home and just wait a while longer until you know he's home and then you'll go off.

You arrive home and see Hitch in the kitchen eating a PB&J. "Hey! How was work?" She asks, a hand hovering over her full mouth as she spoke.

You throw your bag down and join her at the table. "Guess what?"

You begin to fill her in on how Jean was practically bragging to everyone that he ate you out around the guys and she makes the most disgusted face. "What a fucking pig." She takes a sip of milk and wipes her mouth. "I fucking told you to be careful around him. I know he's charming and everything but he's still a guy after all."

You sigh. "I didn't think he was the type to do that." Hitch scoffs. "That group is full of surprises, babe." She picks up her plate and dumps it into the sink.

"I'm gonna tell him shit." You say. "As you should!" She encourages you. "Let me know what happens."

You walk to your room and peek out your window. You see his car still in the parking lot so you kill some time by going to take a shower since you did come home from work and smelled like coffee and bread.

By the time you're out, you look out the window and his car is finally gone. You waste no time even though you're still naked in a towel and call his phone.

It rings about three times and he picks up. "Hey, this is random. What's up?" You don't hesitate and immediately start ranting.

"Why are you bragging to the boys that you ate me out in the restroom?! Don't you think that was something that was supposed to be private?!" You yell into the phone.

"Did your new bestfriend Eren tell you that or something?" He laughs. You can tell he's panicking that he got caught. You can hear it in his voice.

"Shut up. Don't act like he lied about it. You did it." You bark. "Oh come on, y/n. It's just the guys. We tell eachother stuff like that all the time." He tries to calm you down.

"Really? God, I feel so stupid. You think they're gonna stay quiet about it?" You were shaking with anger. The fact he wasn't even apologizing and basically just gaslighting you made you ten times more pissed.

"They're not gonna go around and just say that, y/n. They're my closest friends." He continues.

"YEAH YOUR FRIENDS THAT KNOW ME! I'm not just some girl you hit and can brag about! I'm in your friend group too! You have any idea how embarrassing it's gonna be for me to be around them now?! To know every time they see me they're gonna picture you eating me out in a fucking restroom?!" You yell louder.

It's silent for a moment and then he starts laughing. "You're thinking way too much into it." You were gonna lose it. You hated when people laughed at you when you were angry. It only added fuel to the fire.

"You're gonna be my girlfriend eventually so they're gonna know we have sex anyway." He says. The steam flowing out your ears ceases. "What?" You ask.

"You heard me. I brag about you because you're gonna be mine and I want them to know that." Jean clarifies. You stay silent and sit on your bed.

"Come on y/n. You think I'm the only one in the group that wanted to have a shot with you? All the guys had their eyes on you. I had to make it known I was winning." He says slyly.

You wanted to keep being mad but for some reason you couldn't. "Stop treating me like I'm some prize." You remain firm.

"Mmm, pretty cute prize." He suggests.

You laugh a little and lay down. "Fine. Whatever."

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I guess I just lost it a little when Eren said he got to hang out with you alone. I didn't want him to think he was beating me." He sighs.

"First of all, stop saying it like this is some race. Second, Eren doesn't even like me like that!" You shout.

He laughs again. "You're so oblivious sometimes, you know that?" You frown. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing. Anyways, do you forgive me?" He sings, happy to move on with the conversation since you no longer seem angry with him.

"Hmmm. Maybe if you make up for it." You say back. "Okay, how?" He asks.

"What are you doing Friday night? I'm off of work that day." You ask, getting up to finally put some clothes on.

"Oh. Uh.. Friday night? I actually have some stuff I gotta do." He answers.

"Oh. Never mind then. You come up with something then and let me know ahead of time." You say dropping your towel and opening up your drawers.

"I will. Don't worry. Goodnight y/n." He says.

"Goodnight." You hang up the phone and Hitch busts open the door. You scream and hug your naked body. She giggles. "Nice coochie and titties."

You throw a book at her and she dodges it. She plops down onto your bed and fiddles with your airpod case. "Sooooo what happened?"

You tell her everything and she rolls her eyes. "You don't actually believe all that, do you?"

You shrug and sit down beside her, fully clothed finally. "Kinda? More like maybe I want to. He was pretty convincing."

She grabs your hairbrush and begins brushing your hair for you. "That's cause he's telling you what you wanna hear. Jean is known for being a sweet talker. He knows exactly what to say to make a girl feel special."

You sigh and slouch. "Well, he said he was gonna make up for it so we'll see." You felt yourself growing sleepier as she brushed your hair. You always found it so relaxing when people played with your hair.

"Oh yeah? When?" She asks, gliding the brushes bristles through your wet hair. "I don't know yet. I told him I'm free friday night but he said he's busy."

She stops brushing your hair mid stroke and accidentally yanks your hair. "Ow!"

"Friday night? Busy? Oh, he's so going on a date with some bitch!" She yells standing up.

"Huh? How do you know?" You ask looking up at her.

"Dude. If he was gonna be with the guys he would've said that. Plus if he had 'stuff to do' he could've easily invited you with him or hung out with you after. There's definitely a girl." She crosses her arms, her face dark and serious like she's plotting a murder.

"I don't wanna assume that but you do make a good point. Ugh." You throw your head back and lay down in your bed.

"Men are so...." She squeezed her fists in the air and shakes them. "God, they're the worst." She leaves the room, slamming the door behind her.

You lay in bed and just think to yourself. You felt all over the place. You had so many mixed emotions. Maybe Hitch was right from the start. You were too busy trying to keep your distance from Eren that you let your guard down around Jean.

But maybe it's not true. And maybe he is just busy Friday with other stuff. But during the night?

Ugh. You just wanted a way out of your head. For some reason, you want to call Eren so bad. Just to talk to him and vent or even just to laugh with him about stupid stuff.

Then it hit you. You were getting much too comfortable around him too. Your plan to have the upper hand was completely failing. Too avoid overthinking any further, you open up your laptop and watch some anime until you fall asleep.

Tomorrow you'll try to figure this all out.