Jean x Reader (Preview...)

    Jean stared at (Name), a light smirk gracing his face as he sat off to the side and watched her as she poked at her food. (Name) was their newest recruit. She was kind of like Levi though instead of being in the Underground City, she was found wandering the streets using stolen 3DMG to get around and quickly steal whatever she could.
    Jean knew that (Name was a special case. At least, she was in his book. He thought she was beautiful. In fact, he thought she was more beautiful that Mikasa or any other girl in the Training Corps*. He loved her (h/l) (h/c) hair, her (e/c) eyes that always seemed to have a sparkle in them, and her beautiful voice that gave him butterflies every time he heard it.
    
    (Name) saw Jean staring at her from the corners of her eyes. She lightly sighed and kept playing with her food since she wasn't really hungry and didn't like what they had for the day. She had to admit that he was pretty good looking, but judging by his personality, she also thought that he was kind of a selfish asshole. Plus, she hated the fact that he would stare at her every chance that he got. It freaked her out.
    She kept playing with her food, then looked up as a boy with almost shoulder length blond hair and bright blue eyes came up to her and asked her is she would like to sit with him and his friends at their table. (Name) looked to see where he was pointing, then saw that he was pointing to a table where two other people were sitting. The boy in front of her and the two at the table seemed to be close to her age. Not looking much closer at the other two, she shrugged and stood before quietly following him back to the table. She sat down by the blond boy, but managed to keep her distance from him while keeping quiet. (Name) eventually joined in on their conversations and also got to learn their names and where they were from. 
    (Name) kept note of everything that they were talking about. She wanted to try and write everything down in a journal that she had kept. She wrote everything down so she could look back at it one day and remember everything should she be parted from anyone. This journal was the only thing that she had left from her childhood after she lost her family and home. Trapped in her thoughts, (Name) didn't notice that Eren had been talking to her until he had snapped his fingers in front of her face. Blinking a couple of times, she looked at him and listened before getting up to throw her stuff away.
    Jean, who noticed that (Name) had gotten up, grabbed his stuff as well and followed her. He walked behind her and tried to think of something to say that would get her to notice him. By the time he was going to say something, she had already been stolen away by Armin and his two friends as they took her outside to talk more. Jean let out a sigh as he watched them, then silently threw his stuff away before going back to his seat with a slightly irritated look on his face.

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    "Armin Arlert- The blond boy. Seems to be the smarter one out of the three, but also seems like he get intimidated very easily. He kind of reminds of one of those animals that we read about in one of his books. I believe it was called a prairie dog?
     Eren Jaeger- Seems kind of crazy, but nice otherwise. Also seems like he has a very short temper as demonstrated by his constant fights with that Kirstein person. I learned that he had lost his mother, but I didn't ask how. He looked uncomfortable by even mentioning her. He also has very pretty eyes.
    Mikasa Ackerman- I don't exactly know what to say about her other than...she seems nice? It also seems like she clings onto Eren a little too much, which I bet annoys him to no end.
    These three are a slightly odd group, but from what I have seen, it looks like hanging around them could be a little fun. Maybe having their friendship wouldn't be as bad as I thought..."
    (Name) sighed as she quietly repeated what she wrote in her journal. She just wrote down what she thought of her three new friends before looking around. Everyone in the women's barracks was asleep. Or so she thought. Taking a deep breath, she put her journal under her pillow before laying down and closing her eyes.

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    When (Name) woke up the next morning, she looked around and saw that the barracks were almost completely empty. Sighing, she reached under her pillow to finish writing in her journal since she knew she had a little bit of down time before she actually had to get up and get ready. She started to become a little worried when she didn't feel her journal and picked her pillow up. After not seeing her journal there, she started to look around her area before groaning and burying her face in her hands.