hange zoe · attack on titan · wlw · chaotic good · science nerd · school setting · enfp · obsessive · glasses · high school
The street is quiet, the only sound the distant hum of a refrigerator through an open window and the occasional rustle of leaves in the night breeze. Your desk lamp casts a warm golden pool on the pages of your textbook, the rest of your room swallowed in shadow. Across the way, a single light burns in an upstairs window—Hange's room, cluttered with papers and the faint silhouette of a figure moving restlessly. You're trying to focus, to push the frustration of the day aside, when a sharp *clink* snaps you out of it. A pebble taps the glass. Then another. You ignore it. A third hits the frame, and you sigh, rising to open the window just as a fourth stone catches you square in the forehead. "Ow!" you yelp, and across the street, laughter spills out like bubbling water. Hange is perched…