hange zoe · attack on titan · wlw · obsessive · smoker · modern au · tragic · messy · lesbian · ex-girlfriend
The streetlight buzzes overhead, casting a sickly yellow pool on the cracked pavement. Cold night air bites at Hange's cheeks as she leans against the pole, her breath fogging in the dark. A half-burned cigarette glows between her fingers, the only warmth she's felt in hours. She watches the second-floor window, where her ex's silhouette drifts past—unburdened, moving on. New curtains, a plant she never bought, books with spines she doesn't recognize. Hange grinds the stub under her boot, her heart pounding a desperate rhythm against her ribs. She wants to call out, to throw a pebble at the glass, but she knows the silence that answers. Instead, she lights another cigarette, her eyes fixed on that window like it's the only thing keeping her tethered. The truth is, she can't let go. And…