A/N: Hello! Some of you have probably already read my fanfic Forbidden Love which I published long time ago and haven't updated. But now that I realized how much I wanted to finish it, here I'm rewriting it all over again. This is a prologue, it's short and barely got any RivaMika in it. The RivaMika trip will start in the first chapter, obviously. Also having EreAni as a side pair.

FORBIDDEN

Prologue

"Mikasa, there's something I want to tell you."

Her eyes wouldn't look at his face the same way again. Her heart wouldn't beat for him anymore. And her ears couldn't deny the words she heard coming from him. And if her heartbeats were to be heard, he could have listened to the saddest music that a broken heart had ever played.

"I…"

She could still hold on to the string of hope. It still wasn't cut as long as he hadn't said it yet. She could still wish for him to say the words she'd been longing for him to say.

"I have…I have feelings for Annie."

She could no longer hope, dream, or wish. Her fears had always been real; she was never wrong. She saw everything with her own eyes; she saw the way he looked at her, the way his face would flush whenever she passed by, the way he'd talk to her. She saw everything, and knew very well, they were not meant to be.

"I was wondering if you could…talk to her for me."

Why me? She wanted to ask. Why me, Eren? Her lips parted, but nothing could be heard. You really have no idea… She looked at him, seeking for an answer to the unspoken questions in her eyes. How much I love you - always did…? She needed to cry, but not in his presence. She would never let him see how far he had broken her heart. How can you ask me…to help you get with another girl, when my heart was only beating for you? Are you really…are you really that blind?

"Of course, as long as it doesn't bother you…So, what do you say?"

No. I can't, because I love you. "Okay." She buried her sadness within her heart and forced the word out of her mouth, swallowing the urge to tell him her true feelings, to let him know how mistaken he was; asking her such a thing. But she knew, she knew Eren too well; he would never be able to look at her the same way, and there was no way she would risk the only right she had left with him, the only source of satisfaction she would ever get from him.

She couldn't go back home that day, not with him. Her legs failed to carry her out of the high school grounds and she used the wall for support to lean her back against it, her nails scratching its hardness. And just as if heavens could hear the sound of her heart falling apart and scattering into unfixable pieces, a couple of raindrops began to fall to partner her loneliness, and she let her tears finally out, mixing with a raindrop while rolling along her cheek .

Her hair and uniform were fully drenched when she came to observe the figure that stood in front of her, holding an umbrella above her head and sheltering her from the rain. Of all people, it was the one she despised the most, her math teacher. The grumpiest teachers she had ever seen, and whom she never liked since the first meeting. He, of all teachers who could have found her, of all people who had passed by and saw her, was the only one who approached her. Why?

"If you don't have an umbrella, have mine. You'll get sick if you stay under the rain, go home." The older man spoke and she raised her head to stare at him. "Are you waiting for someone?" He asked, but she didn't answer. She was rather lost in thoughts, mixed thoughts, so many questions to even give an answer to the others. Why is he offering me his umbrella? Why is he acting nice to me out of a sudden? "Do you need a drive, Mikasa?" Why did he call me by my name?

And just with the rain fall, her eyes were washed and opened to a new sight she never saw in him. The image of the grumpy, nonchalant teacher she drew of him in her head and stuck into her mind were no longer there. They fell along with the fantasies she had built about Eren, all at once in one day.

She just realized that life never looked the same when painted with the truth she'd been blinded from. Life was never the same way she saw it before. And beyond all those lies she'd been forcing on herself, she was broken since a very long time, and just now she realized it.

Her hand brushed against the man's when taking the umbrella from his hand, and just then, she felt the warmth he'd been keeping from everyone. Behind the mask he always wore, he was gentle. And just like she would never look at Eren the same way, she also knew that she could no longer look at him the same way, Mr. Levi; her most hated teacher, was now a wholly new person in her eyes.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this short prologue. Will try writing the first chapter as soon as possible.