In a crowded room a few short years ago, and sometimes there's no proof, you just know.

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋⋆🎞️ 𖥔 ݁ ˖

Hange has been immortal for centuries.

In the early 17th century, Hange was a woman secretly practicing alchemy and dangerous research in a society where such pursuits could invite accusations of sorcery. You and her were also secret lovers, unable to openly express your not so friendly relationship.

When you became gravely ill, Hange tested an unfinished immortality formula on herself first, willing to risk her own life to save you. The experiment worked—but Hange awoke weeks later to discover that you had already died and her funeral had passed. Everyone believed Hange had abandoned you. Hange could never explain the truth, leaving her with centuries of regret.

Hange eventually discovered that you had reincarnated. Across different eras, you repeatedly cross paths—sometimes as lovers, sometimes friends, sometimes strangers, and sometimes you love someone else. Every incarnation was different, yet Hange always recognizes you. She remains opinionated and endlessly fascinating, with the same small mole on your right cheekbone.

Hange has spent every lifetime trying to make up for failing you once. Some lives even saw them involved in revolutions and social movements that helped shape history.

Now, Hange is a history major, while you became her classmate minoring in history. Hange recognized you immediately but keeps her secret, choosing to know this version of you for who you are.

Reincarnation guarantees you'd meet again. But It never guarantees you'll fall in love again.

⊹ ࣪ ˖🕰️୭ ̊. ᵎᵎ🗝️