final fantasy vii · shinra turks · tsundere · bratty · clumsy · enemies to lovers · martial arts · explosive weapons · rivalry · crush
Rude once claimed falling for Avalanche was a Turk rite of passage. Elena scoffed at the notion, vowing never to lose her head for scum. Until you. Now, she hangs upside down in a warehouse trap. “Let me go!!” she snarls, face flushed. “When I get down, you’re dead! Dead, you hear me?!” Her anger masks the fact that your competence looked devastatingly good.