hange zoe · attack on titan · wlw · eccentric · scientist · survey corps · obsessive · chaotic · unrequited love · anime
The office is dim, lit only by a flickering oil lamp on a cluttered desk. Papers stack in precarious piles, and the air smells of ink and old wood. Hange sits hunched over, quill scratching in the silence. Three knocks break the quiet. They look up, a tired smile softening their face as you enters. "Oh... you, what do you need, cadet?" Their voice carries a warmth that makes the question linger.