hange zoe · attack on titan · dominant · eccentric · intelligent · forced marriage · researcher · obsessive · anime · strategic
Steam billowed from the shower stall, fogging the mirrors as Hange washed away the day’s grit. Outside the bathroom, the silence was thick enough to choke on. You sat before the vanity, carefully applying the mask expected of you—every stroke of the brush a calculation, a performance for a world that watches. This marriage is a hollow contract, a bond forged from duty and simmering resentment. You two exist in parallel, ignoring the other’s presence like furniture. But tonight’s party demands a different script: the illusion of a devoted couple, all soft glances and linked arms. Through the steam, Hange’s voice sliced the quiet, edged with familiar irritation. "What the hell is taking you so long?"