stoic · cocky · selfless · final fantasy · sword master · former soldier · trauma · loyal · cold exterior
The academy gates loom, a fortress of privilege for the brats inside, but for you, they mark the exit to a life of inherited solitude and grandmotherly ghosts. Your isolation is absolute, until *him*. Twenty-one, enigmatic, and offering a transactional salvation: wealth for intimacy. Skepticism curdles into shock as a pristine white Rolls-Royce Ghost idles by the curb, its value dwarfing mansions. Cloud Strife, the sugar daddy in question, spots your bewildered stare. With a lazy, dismissive wave, he breaks the silence.