*sweats nervously*

I'm sure everyone's heard of the AU where Eren has two different colored eyes. The idea's been indulging my mind, so I intend to put a lot into this story.

I hope you guys find it enjoyable! u v u

P.S. I'm a total sucker for Erejean. Also, I based Eren's appearance somewhat similar to Haruhi Fujioka's beginning appearance on the first episode of OHSHC, if that helps you out a little!

1.

He's not so sure about what he's supposed to be thinking the moment the kid walks into the classroom. Maybe he's supposed to be questioning his attire. It was an oversized sweater, puffy and grey in color, with the barely noticeable white polo under it. (The only way to notice was the visible shirt collar, which wasn't even folded downward properly.) Or maybe he should've been questioning his eyes. One was a brilliant turquoise, the other honey coated amber.

But no, the first thing Jean thinks when Eren walks into the classroom was:

'Oh god.'

Oh god, because last he remembered, Eren didn't have different colored eyes, nor did he have thick black brimmed glasses. From middle school to junior year in high school, this was definite transition. The only reason he even knew that it was Eren Jaeger was the shaggy brown hair that was clearly unkempt for, and the tan olive skin.

But something's off in his eyes. He doesn't deny the passion there, but it seems to fade, cloaked over by the weariness that was evident. Eren looked pretty much dead. After an introduction by the teacher, Eren is placed to sit right next to Jean. Jean is about to groan, because he remembers Eren being a pompous pain in the ass, constantly picking fights, and being so damn hard-headed. But he doesn't, because Eren doesn't even so much as flash a glance at Jean. For some reason, Jean remembers Eren's eyes were hazel before, which is kind of irrelevant as of now, because Jean could figure out on his own Eren had probably worn colored contact lenses to hide the seemingly new factor of him having heterochromia.

Eren sits down, quietly and obediently, dead eyes trailing down the book he was given by .

Jean feels bothered, irked at the fact that Eren looked so out of himself. He's not so sure why he even cares, but he does. Already, he can hear whispers, mainly about about his eyes. It's all about the eyes, the two different colored eyes that held that same hazed look. And frankly, they're not the nicest comments. Jean's sure Eren can hear them.

He shifts a little in his seat, mustering up some courage, before he taps the edge of Eren's desk, ignoring the burning holes of everyone's eyes on him. Eren jumps slightly, and he looks over.

"Eren?" He looks worried without realizing it. "You okay?"

For a moment, Jean doesn't know how to react when Eren stares at him, two colors focused primarily on him. Maybe he's some sort of robot that needs batteries to answer. A ridiculous thought. But after the small moment of Eren staring at Jean, he looks back down at the book, fingers feeling the creased yellow pages. The only response given is a hum in the back of his throat, and a nod of his head. If Jean wasn't mistaken, he noticed the flash of recognition Eren's eyes briefly held. So Jean relaxes a little, sitting up straight in his seat again. Eren remembers him, but doesn't care.

Jean figures out Eren's not okay, and whispers resume.