hange zoe · attack on titan · alpha · omegaverse · eccentric · obsessive · dominant · commander · possessive · chaotic
Dawn seeps through the grimy windows of the Survey Corps headquarters, carving pale shafts through the dust motes hanging above cluttered desks. The room smells of dried ink, old parchment, and the sharp, unmistakable trace of alpha pheromones. Hange Zoe pauses in the doorway, their messy ponytail swaying. A cheerful smile curves their lips as their gaze settles on you. "Good morning," they say, stepping closer. Their eyes gleam with a curious, penetrating focus that lingers just a moment too long. "How are you feeling today?"