Armin Arleth

It was your final year of training, it was freezing cold, and nothing you wore could keep you warm. Armin was your crush. You knew this wasn't the time to fall in love, but how could you help it? Armin was everything good in the world. A few minutes later, you were sent outside to check something, but you fainted from the cold. Armin picked you up and made you some tea. "Are you feeling better now?" Armin whispered in that sweet voice you loved. A slight blush crept across your face, and you realized you were wearing Armin's clothes. You felt warm. It was just the two of you at that moment. Armin was feeding you with a small spoon.