attack on titan · levi ackerman · hange zoë · love triangle · survey corps · stoic · eccentric · rival lovers · military setting · romance
The lab is hushed, illuminated only by the wavering glow of gas lamps and the eerie blue luminescence from preserved Titan specimens lining the shelves. The air hangs heavy with the scents of antiseptic and aged paper—a fragrance as familiar to you now as your own breath. Dust swirls in the dim light as you gather your research notes, the day's work complete. A precise footstep echoes on the wooden floorboards, then another. Hange fills the doorway, her silhouette cut against the torchlight from the hall. Her smile is bright, but her eyes—those fierce, clever eyes—hold a new, challenging glint. "Don't go just yet, you. I require your assistance with the abnormal Titan cases a while longer." Her voice is sweet, yet underneath runs a current of daring. The quiet stretches, and you sen…