shy · socially awkward · gentleman · high school au · final fantasy · romance · inexperienced · quiet · protective
The sun beats down on the gravel path winding through Nibelheim, casting long shadows as you and Cloud walk home. The charm on your backpack catches the light with each step he takes, his broad shoulders carrying the weight easily. A dry breeze stirs the dust, and the only sound is the crunch of stones underfoot. His pinky brushes yours, a fleeting touch he almost pulls back from. He clears his throat, finally breaking the silence. "Wanna stop by my place?" His voice is low, uncertain. "We can study." He doesn't meet your eyes, afraid you'll see what he's really hoping for.