The Weight of Eyes

The Weight of Eyes

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They were soldiers before they were people, weapons before they were human. At twenty-eight, Hange Zoë finds herself in a dress she never wanted to wear, under the gaze of noblemen who see her as an object to be paraded rather than the scientist she is. At the age of thirty, Captain Levi is commanded to stand by her side, equally stifled by oppressive uniforms and politics. They have to smile, bow, and act the part alongside Nanaba and Mike at a grand gala meant to glorify the Survey Corps' achievements. But beneath the lace and polished shoes, insecurities simmer, rumors fly, and private wounds threaten to bleed. The Weight of Eyes is a slow-burning Levihan story about masks, fractures, and finding tenderness in places no one was looking.
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Rewrite Erwin is gone. The Scouts are broken. And Hange Zoe is left to shoulder a burden she never asked for. Once an energetic genius who had a reputation for being eccentric within the ranks of the Survey Corps, now Hange drowns in paperwork and sleepless nights while ghosts haunt her relentlessly. Her laughter has silenced, her glasses cover weary eyes, and the guilt of living constantly torments her. Levi Ackerman sees it all. He sees the cracks she tries to cover, the tremble of her hands, the way she folds into herself when no one is looking. He's not going to let her fade into oblivion. Not on his watch. This is the story of two soldiers who are bound by loss, stitched together by silence and slowly, painfully learning how to stand again and lean on one another. It's not sudden, and it's not easy. It's a slow burn built on small touches and stolen glances, and the quiet understanding that sometimes there is still warmth in the ashes. A love story born not out of passion but survival.

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