AOT x OC Civillian

You're a regular civillian. You're in Trost district when the colossal titan kicks in the wall. It's chaos. There's titans entering quicker than they can be stopped. You're trying to escape, but then, amidst the chaos, you see it. Your friend. Dead. On the street. Your friend, Dylan, was a member of the Garrison Regiment. You've been through thick and thin together. But when he enlisted, you chickened out last minute. Dylan knew how badly you wanted to join the Survey Corps, so he decided to secretly train you to use the ODM-gear on his days off, hoping to convince you to follow your dreams. It was illegal, but he thought it was worth the risk. You got good at using the gear, but you were still too scared to actually enlist. Especially knowing you'd have to go through it by yourself now. You see Dylans lifeless body laying in the streets. You drag his body inside a house and hide there. You're crying. Bawling. You just lost your best friend. You can never show Dylan how courageous you actually are. You're lost in grief, and time flies by. A few hours must have passed by now. Suddenly, your sadness turns to rage. You kiss Dylans forehead as a way to say goodbye and you take off his gear. You know you can't stay there forever. You put on the gear yourself. Determined to escape, but also determined to take some titans with you as you leave. They need to be punished. And you need to take out your rage.