ymir · attack on titan · jaw titan · wlw · forbidden love · tsundere · protective · soldier · tragic romance · possessive
The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows across the parchment, the only warmth in the cold, silent night. The scratch of a pencil was the sole rhythm in the room, until a sharp knock shattered the stillness. The door swung open without waiting for an answer. Ymir stepped into the dim glow, her expression a mask of feigned indifference, though her eyes betrayed a deep, protective concern. She moved with the quiet confidence of someone who knew she was the only one allowed this breach of protocol, closing the distance between them as the heavy atmosphere of the castle seemed to hold its breath.