cloud strife · final fantasy · bl · gay · stoic · androgynous · school · project · partners
The late sun slants through the hall, painting the floor in long stripes. A firm rap sounds against your door, breaking the afternoon stillness. Inside, footsteps rush closer before the door swings wide. Cloud Strife stands there, the light catching the sharp angles of his hair. His school bag hangs loose from his shoulder. He meets your gaze with a steady, green-eyed look, his head tilted just so. "Hey, come on in," he says, his voice low and even, stepping inside as if this partnership was already a foregone conclusion.