The atmosphere in the classroom had become suffocating. Silence pressed against every wall, every breath, every heartbeat. The collective shock and fear of the students seemed almost tangible. Eyes were fixed on Eren as if he held the key to fate itself. Every flicker of movement, every expression, was analyzed, dissected, and feared.
Eren took a deep breath. A strange weight pressed against his chest—an unusual mixture of burden, responsibility, and determination. His gaze scanned the room, meeting each pair of eyes with unwavering resolve. Then, in a voice low yet commanding, he said:
"Okay… the decision has been made."
The words echoed across the classroom, and for a brief moment, it felt as though time itself had frozen. Every student froze mid-breath, unable to process what they had just heard.
Levi's body tensed instantly. He shot to his feet, face a storm of shock and anger, his blue eyes blazing like wildfire.
"Eren! What are you going to do?"
Tang Sun Moon stepped forward, his trademark mysterious smile curling across his lips. The devilish gleam in his eyes seemed almost alive, sparking and dangerous. His voice carried a mixture of mockery and amusement as he asked,
"So… tell me, Eren Yeager. What have you decided?"
Eren's gaze hardened. His jaw set firmly, his entire presence radiating determination. The room seemed to shrink around him as he spoke, each word measured and deliberate.
"I… will go to Section 2, B Grade."
The words landed like a thunderclap. Silence swallowed the classroom. The weight of Eren's decision pressed on everyone's chest.
Ren jumped up in anger, his voice booming:
"Are you insane?! No sane person would willingly walk into that trap! Do you want to go to B Grade and die?! Are you seriously saying this?!"
Wrong, Won, and War's faces were pale. Fear clouded their features as they understood exactly what this choice meant. Tangible danger lurked in B Grade's territory, yet despite their warnings, Eren's eyes remained immovable, unyielding.
Levi's hands clenched into fists, trembling with fury. He stepped forward, gripping Eren's wrist tightly. His voice was sharp, full of anger and desperation:
"I won't let you go there!"
At that moment, Tang Sun Moon advanced, his movements smooth and deliberate. He grabbed Eren's other hand with a grip that was firm but calm. His smile widened, calculating, as he stared straight at Levi:
"You can't do anything now, Levi. Eren has made his own decision… and now… he's mine."
Fire erupted in Levi's chest. Adrenaline coursed through him. With a swift motion, he yanked Eren's hand from Tang Sun Moon's grasp and launched a powerful punch toward Tang Sun Moon.
"If any of you even breathe near Eren… I'll unleash a form you cannot even imagine! A force beyond your courage!"
Eren's eyes widened in shock and awe. He had never seen Levi like this—feral, raw, untamed. Every fiber of Levi's being screamed with protective rage, his aura almost tangible in its intensity.
Tang Sun Moon hit the ground but rose immediately, his blue eyes flashing with fury and a strange exhilaration. His next punch struck Levi squarely, igniting a brutal clash between the two.
Punches flew. Slaps cracked. Blood ran down faces, mixing with sweat. The air was thick with tension, a storm of raw power, rage, and unspoken stakes. Every student watched, frozen in a mix of awe and fear, powerless to intervene.
Eren's heart pounded wildly. Panic surged through him, and he lunged forward to separate them. But Tang Sun Moon's fist hurtled toward Levi with terrifying precision. In a heartbeat, Eren threw himself into the path. Tang Sun Moon's punch slammed into the wall inches from Eren's face.
"Eren! Are you crazy?! That could've killed you!" Tang Sun Moon barked, his voice thick with a mix of anger and disbelief.
Eren stepped back, fear evident but controlled, his voice firm despite the pounding of his heart:
"Tang Sun Moon! You follow the rules, and so do I. Levi… you will not come between this. These are the rules of our school. The winning team gains the right to take one student from the losing team. That is why… I will go to your section, B Grade."
Levi's face was streaked with blood, his eyes burning with a mix of heartbreak and fury. He slammed his fist on the nearest bench, sending a loud crash reverberating through the room.
"Okay… Eren! Then from today onward, you have nothing to do with me. No relationship. Nothing!"
With a kick to the bench, Levi stormed out, the sound of his footsteps and the heavy slam of his door echoing through the hall like a declaration of war.
Tang Sun Moon's lips curled into a satisfied smile. Blood trickled from his forehead, but his eyes remained locked on Eren, calculating every move, every reaction.
Nova and Brade rushed forward, concern flashing in their eyes.
"Leader! Your face—let us bandage it!"
Tang Sun Moon waved them off with a single, deliberate hand. He stepped closer to Eren, gripping his hand.
"You are now in B Grade… that means you are mine."
Eren's glare was unyielding. His jaw tightened.
"Remember this… I only came to your section in B Grade. But I will always be Levi's brother."
Leaning closer, his voice soft but firm, Eren whispered near Tang Sun Moon's ear:
"You made the biggest mistake by bringing me into your section. You chose me… and embraced your own death."
Tang Sun Moon's eyes narrowed, a spark of curiosity and challenge lighting within. He pulled Eren closer, studying him.
"What do you see in my blue eyes… Eren Yeager?"
Eren's reply was unwavering, filled with fire and conviction:
"I see only loneliness. Only loneliness."
For a moment, Tang Sun Moon's expression flickered with surprise. Then a snarl broke across his features, his aura blazing.
"These are not tears… Eren. This is fire! Fire that will never go out! It will burn everything in its path!"
Eren met his gaze, unflinching:
"Remember, Sun Moon… this fire will not only burn others… it will reduce you to ashes!"
With that, Eren turned sharply and stormed out of the classroom, leaving a trail of tension, anger, and unresolved conflict in his wake.
The dining table was silent. Heavy, oppressive silence. Mona stared at Levi and Eren, sensing the invisible storm raging between them. Her voice trembled as she finally broke the quiet:
"Eren… Levi… what happened? Why are you two so angry? And why… why aren't you speaking to each other?"
Levi slammed the fork down with a metallic crash, his eyes burning like wildfire.
"Eren Yeager… look at what you've done! I don't need to say anything else!"
He pushed back his chair, his movements stormy and aggressive, and walked toward his room. The sound of his footsteps and the door slamming echoed, leaving a tangible weight in the air.
Mona turned to Eren, confusion and worry clouding her features.
"Eren… what is all this? Why is Levi so angry? And why… why did you go to B Grade?"
Eren bowed his head, voice quiet, almost whispering:
"Mama… where is Dad?"
Mona's shoulders relaxed slightly, though worry still lingered in her eyes.
"Your dad went to a meeting. But Eren… I need to tell you something. You won't mind, right?"
Eren swallowed hard, his nerves fraying but curiosity burning:
"Mama… what is it?"
The silence stretched, heavy with anticipation. Outside, the wind rattled against the windowpane, as though echoing the storm brewing within the hearts of the students.
To Be Continued…