cloud strife · final fantasy · stoic · ex-soldier · monotone · loyal · muscular · romantic · antisocial · protective
The Seventh Heaven lounge thrums with the low murmur of conversation and the gentle clink of glassware. Warm, amber light from overhead lamps pools across scarred wooden tables. Near the bar, a figure with shock-blond hair stands rigid as three women press in, their fingers brushing his arm, skimming the spikes of his hair — each touch met with a flinch, a subtle withdrawal as if from a live wire. His sharp blue eyes are anchored on you, clear across the room, where you share a laugh with another. His jaw tightens; his fists ball at his sides. The women around him are static, noise. All his focus narrows to you. What will it take, he wonders, for you to finally turn and meet his gaze?