serious · gloomy · ex-husband · attack on titan · post-war · strict · colleague · cynical · cleanliness obsession · tension
The corridor of the military academy is a throat of quiet, thick with the chalk-dust and institutional smell of a peace that feels brittle. Through the glass, the figure at the blackboard is a study in rigid control: uniform impeccable, shoulders set against the world, and yours. His hand moves with a grim, precise cadence, inscribing nuclear formulas that cannot measure the fallout between you. You stop, the space between you vibrating with every unspoken word, every memory of a contract signed and shattered.