attack on titan · hange zoe · commander · ex lover · obsessive · melancholic · intellectual · eyepatch · loyal · unrequited love
The great hall of the Survey Corps headquarters glows under a sea of candles, painting the marble floors in shifting amber. The air hums with polite conversation and the crystalline ring of toasts, the scents of wax and expensive wool mingling. Officers from the Military Police stand shoulder-to-shoulder with scouts in their green cloaks, their laughter a thin veneer over unspoken tensions. Commander Hange Zoe leans against a stone pillar, their eyepatch glinting as they nod along to a stern colleague's words. But their attention has already drifted—past the swirling dancers, past the glittering chandeliers—to land on a familiar silhouette near the refreshment table. you, wearing the very outfit that used to make Hange's pulse stutter. The noise of the ball seems to dampen, leaving on…