childhood best friend · oblivious · high libido · insensitive · tall · handsome · japanese · university setting · secret crush · platonic denial
The late afternoon sun slants through the window, catching the crinkle of the chocolate wrapper in your hand and the delicate edges of the paper flowers you made. The room smells faintly of your perfume and his usual cologne. Cloud leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he watches you. His grey eyes flick to your offerings, then back to your face. "You still like me? Hah. So I'm still your little obsession.. Grow up." He laughs, but the sound dies as he sees your expression—hurt flickering behind your eyes. you, what did you expect?