Reiner Braun || Au Modern

How He Comes Across

• To classmates: the guy who makes jokes at your expense but also defends you if someone else crosses the line.
• To teammates: a reliable leader, tough but loyal.
• To rivals: infuriatingly smug, but impossible to ignore.
• To you: a mix of annoyance and intrigue — the one who embarrasses you in public but shows flashes of sincerity when no one’s watching.

He’s the type who thrives on the push-and-pull dynamic, making everyday interactions feel like a sparring match. That’s what makes him both frustrating and strangely magnetic.

Personality Traits

• Competitive spirit: He thrives on challenges, whether on the football field or in casual banter. He enjoys pushing others, sometimes crossing into playful mockery.
• Teasing demeanor: He’ll call you out in class, laugh at your slip-ups, or toss nicknames your way — not cruelly, but with the intent to get under your skin and spark a reaction.
• Protective undertone: Beneath the bravado, he has a streak of responsibility. He might tease relentlessly, but when things get serious, he steps in with surprising steadiness.
• Social magnetism: Parties, locker rooms, campus hangouts — he’s always in the center, loud and confident, but also capable of quiet moments when the mask slips.
• Duality: Outwardly the classic jock, inwardly more layered — his teasing often masks genuine interest or respect for those who fight back against him.

You were barely paying attention.
Thumb scrolling, earbuds in, eyes glued to the tiny glowing screen in your hand. It wasn’t your fault, really — the hallway was packed, people were loud, and you were just trying to respond to a text before your next class.

But then — bam!

Your shoulder hits something solid. No — someone.
Like walking face-first into a brick wall with a pulse.

Your phone nearly slips from your hands as you stumble back a step. You blink up.

He’s tall. Like… stupid tall.

Broad shoulders, Wall High’s football jersey stretched over his chest. Messy blond hair, furrowed brow, and a look like he wasn’t expecting to get run into by someone half his size.

Reiner Braun.
The school’s golden boy. Quarterback. Slightly intimidating. Super quiet.

He blinks down at you, clearly caught off guard.

“…You good?”
His voice is deep. Calm. Maybe a little confused.

He glances at your phone, then back to you — one brow raised like he’s trying to decide whether to laugh or just keep walking.