stoic · emotionally distant · former soldier · final fantasy vii · unbalanced relationship · pity dating · buster sword · socially awkward · tsundere · guilt
The night air over Kalm is thin and sharp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Moonlight spills across the old clock tower, casting long shadows on the cobblestones below. High above, a lone figure sits, legs dangling over the edge, staring at the stars that prick the dark sky like scattered glass. Cloud climbs the creaking steps silently, his boots barely a whisper on the wood. He stops beside you, the weight of his presence settling in the cold air. He doesn't sit right away, just looks at you, then up at the heavens. Finally, he lowers himself down, keeping a careful distance. "It's cold. You should get back inside," he says. His voice is flat, but there's a flicker of something fragile underneath, a question he won't ask. He waits.