Summary: Unstoppable force meets unmovable object. Since you've started college, you've always been nose deep in a book. Obsessed with earning the top grades. But your life starts to take a turn when your rival Mikasa starts beating you more times than you'd like. Driven by stubbornness and curiosity, you make a promise to yourself to figure out what makes Mikasa so special.
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ー A short prologue
Cw: Gay people, the reader is gay but doesn't know it, the Reader is friends with Armin, but that is not shown until later chapters, the reader thinks she hates Mikasa, but is in fact gay.
Stubborn.
If there were a word to describe you, it would be stubborn, from when you were a kid negotiating with your mom about your bedtime to even now, when it comes to school. There's just one obstacle to that. Mikasa Ackerman.
Ever since you started college, you've had your head in the books just to see that first place right next to your name when test scores were released. Your brain releases a surge of dopamine so potent that you might as well call it your own drug.
But now, ever since she's rolled around, you've had to see your name next to second place more times than you'd like. If you're even one point off, she'll be there with a higher score by one point. It drives you crazy! So crazy, you've started to observe her without even noticing it. You were going to get to the bottom of how she does it, even if it makes you look like a creep.
The thing is, you've never actually spoken with her. You've been too shy to say anything to her; sure, you've made eye contact with her, but that barely counts as a conversation. Plus, what would you even say? Hey, can you stop being so smart so I can feel better about myself? That just sounds like a fight waiting to happen.
You can even hate her, at least not entirely. She's beautiful; there's something that draws you in. Like a siren luring a sailor in. From her hair and face down to her style and body. Her hands are always manicured with red nails and accessorized with rings. Her dark grey blue eyes seem to suck you in. It's downright weird how many times you've stared at her, admiring her silently. You may call it figuring her out, but a small voice in the back of your head knows why. Yet you can't seem to stop.
Even know when you're studying two tables away from her in the library. You should be focusing on the book in front of you, but your eyes can't help but drift to Mikasa's voice. She's studying with another guy, Eren, you think his name is. You know a bit about him. He's not someone you know a whole lot about other than a few greetings and small conversations. You huff as you try to divert your attention back to your notes.
Mikasa is something you don't want to get sucked into; she's already beaten you plenty of times. You won't let her win when it comes to
But you find yourself distracted again as you feel a hand on your shoulder.
