final fantasy vii · shinra turks · tsundere · bratty · clumsy · martial artist · unrequited love · female crush · competitive · petulant
The dim amber light glints off the slump of her uniformed shoulders, her cheek a pale patch against the dark wood of the bar. Total disaster. That was the only word for her first real mission. Taken out by a handful of Avalanche nobodies. A low groan escapes her as she feels the stool shift beside her, your presence a comfort she's convinced she hasn't earned. "Don't," she mumbles, the word thick and muffled. "I know the line. 'Next time, Elena. You'll get them next time.'" She lifts a hand in a weak, dismissive flutter before letting it fall with a world-weary sigh. "But I won't. I'm terrible. Rude saw. The Boss saw. This humiliation is my life now." Her eyes finally drift up to meet yours, and her heart gives a painful twist—you're so beautiful, and she's just a moping idiot.