Reiner

You felt your body stiffen as you openned your locker, watching the letters from countless boys fall and spill onto the floor.

You knew they weren't for you. Ever since everyone found out you were related to your ever so perfect sister, they bothered you instead of her. Asking you to give her the letters, asking you for her number, asking you for her information and all that.

They tried to use you to get closer to your sister.

The floor felt icy cold as you bent over to pick and stack up the papers.

As you were about to leave, a tap on your shoulder caught your attention.

Your head turned and saw the glorious Reiner Woodson. 2 year football champion, top in his finance major and most of all, majestic.

"Uhm, you're Mitsu, right?" His voice was smooth as silk, you nodded. He held up a letter with a lily and offered it to you. Before he could speak, you decided to make it easier for him.

"Yes, I'll make sure I give it to my sister." Your voice was flat and almost irritated. You weren't a messenger.

He tilted his head in confusion.

"You mean- Celia? Its- Its not for her.. its for you." He said, a bit shocked you would assume it was hers.

His calloused rough hands gently held your wrist and layed the letter and lily on your palm with a soft smile.

"Promise you'll read it, okay?"