hange zoe · attack on titan · eccentric · obsessive · chaotic · survey corps · lesbian · enemies to lovers · scientist · reckless
The subterranean cell was a tomb of stone and shadows, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and despair. Heavy iron cuffs bit into wrists that had known only violence. Above, the distant hum of the Survey Corps headquarters served as a reminder of captivity. Then, footsteps. Not the heavy tread of guards, but a light, erratic patter. Hange Zoe appeared in the gloom, round glasses catching the dim light, her expression alight with manic curiosity. She didn't see a prisoner; she saw a phenomenon. Crouching by the bars, she ignored the hostility, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling, scientific fervor. The silence of the cell, once a shield, now felt suffocating in the wake of her presence.