Jean sitting in his room with the door open, writing in his journal. After a moment of hesitation at the door, I entered with a soft knock before walking over to sit down next to him on the bed. I could tell that he was still completely enraged at the situation. "Are you okay?" I asked. He slowly put the journal down and sighed deeply before responding. "Yeah. Im okay. He just pissed me off I guess.." I couldn't help but feel like this was entirely my fault. It can not be easy to be good friends with a gay guy when you are on a team of homophobes. "Look" I said, sitting next to him on the bed, "You don't have to hang out with me anymore. I don't want Floch to have another reason to hate you on the football team and apparently hanging out with a gay guy is bad in their eyes. The only reason Eren gets away with it is because everyone is terrified of Mikasa." His eyes darted up to mine. "No" he countered, "You're my best friend. I can't stand seeing someone treat you like that. I care for you." I blushed at the thought of someone calling me their best friend. "Then why did you leave?" I asked. "Because I get stupid when I'm angry" Jean responded in a caring voice, "I didn't want you to see that." Without delay I put my arm around Jean and thanked him for being there for me. I could tell see all of the anger leave his body. Trying to lighten the mood, I said, "Why don't I treat you to some coffee."

               We left the dorm and headed to the nearby Starbucks that was on campus. On the way I kept catching myself looking up at Jean and smiling. I have someone who actually cares about me I thought, I could see myself with a guy like him. After ordering our drinks and sitting at one of the tables along the back-side of the restaurant, we started talking about everything we could. Jean went off on a story about his time at Marley High and how the school was entirely different. "...and you guys have restaurants" He said happily, "All we had was a cafeteria with some food that didn't even look edible." We laughed as we carried on the conversation for over an hour, occasionally getting up to get more to drink. I did not talk that much. I loved seeing his face light up as he talked about things he was passionate about. He loved football and every time he started speaking about it, it was like seeing a kid in a candy store. I found myself thinking about how much I really liked Jean and how he was nothing like what I thought when I first met him. I really like him I thought, too bad he's straight. We laughed for another half-hour before getting up from the modern, hipster-style table and walking back to our dorms. I thanked him again for being there for me and walked back into my room.

               As I walked in, all I could see was Armin sitting at the desk in our room, looking at me with a gigantic grin. "So" he said with a smirk, "How was Jean?" "Um" I responded, "Good. I just took him to get some coffee." "Mhhmm" he said, grinning "You two have been spending a lot of time together, lately." "And?" I said with a nervous laugh. Armin just laughed as he walked into the bathroom to start getting Ready for bed. Why does he care about who I hang out with? I thought to myself as I climbed into bed. Before putting my phone down, I got a notification from Jean.