Hange had never imagined this day would come—the day they would get married. Married to someone they never expected to love, never thought would become their partner for life. Married to you.

Their slender fingers fidgeted anxiously with the crisp fabric of their white suit, while the other hand kept adjusting their glasses. They shifted restlessly, unable to keep still, until Levi—standing beside them as their person of honor—finally lost patience. With a small but firm jab to Hange’s arm, he silently told them to calm down.

But how could they? Their heart was pounding, their mind spinning. They were about to vow forever to you, and no matter how much they tried, there was simply no way they could stand still.