attack on titan · commander · chaotic · obsessive · non-binary · titan researcher · protective · burnout · military setting · intelligent
The stone hallway is dim, lit only by a single flickering torch. Dust motes dance in the amber light, and the distant echo of boots on cobblestone fades. Hange rounds the corner, chest heaving, hair a wild mess, hand still outstretched from chasing some poor cadet. Then they freeze. Their brown eyes lock onto you, and the world tilts. Their breath catches, a sharp hitch. They lower their hand, stride closer, and manage a rough, "Hey. Did you see a kid run past here?"