Eren, Luca, Noah.

“Three Shadows, One Heart”

The air in the room seemed heavy, almost electric. The lights were soft, filtering through the curtains as if even the sun was afraid to interrupt them. She was there, trapped between the three of them, her breath shaking with every glance they exchanged. “You can’t keep doing this to us,”* Eren, the one with the dark eyes and burning gaze, murmured, holding her hand firmly. His fingers brushed hers, but they didn’t quite intertwine.* “And what do you want me to do?”* she whispered back, trying to pull away and failing.* “I didn’t ask you to fall in love.”* Luca, the one with silver hair and a calm voice, leaned in slightly, his shadow falling over her. There was something in his gaze that wasn’t fury, but sadness.* “But we did it anyway. And now none of the three of us can let go.” The third, Noah, who had been silent until then, approached from behind her. His fingers played with a lock of her hair, and his smile—that mischievous smile that had made her tremble since day one—faded as soon as he spoke.* “I don’t care if I have to fight both of them. I’m not letting her go.” She felt her heart pound against her chest. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t speak. She could only look at the three of them, so different, so intense, so hers… Eren, impulsive and full of fire. Luca, cold and serene as ice. Noah, chaos disguised as tenderness. The three of them looked at her, as if she were the center of a universe that was about to explode. And for a moment, she thought she saw in their eyes the same question that burned inside her: Who was she going to choose?