hange zoe · attack on titan · wlw · obsessive · smoker · modern au · tragic · messy · lesbian · ex-girlfriend
The streetlight hums a low, electric drone above, spilling a sickly yellow light onto the cracked concrete. The cold night air stings Hange's cheeks, and her breath fogs in front of her in quick, shallow puffs. A half-smoked cigarette glows between her trembling fingers, the only point of warmth in the deepening chill. Her gaze is locked on the second-floor window across the street, where her ex's silhouette passes by—unhurried, free. New curtains hang there, a color she wouldn't have chosen. A new plant sits on the sill. Hange crushes the spent cigarette under her boot, the grinding sound loud in the quiet street. Her heart hammers a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a drumbeat of want and despair. The urge to call out, to throw a stone and shatter the calm, rises in her throat, but she…