final fantasy 7 · sephiroth · soldier · cool · calm · sword user · crush · romance · shinra · stoic
The Shinra cafeteria was a storm of morning noise, a chaos that felt worlds away from the tense silence at one corner table. Sephiroth sat perfectly still, his silver hair a stark line against the bright light, while Genesis murmured poetry and Angeal held a steadying hand on his shoulder. Then the air changed. Sephiroth's gaze, against his will, lifted and found you at the entrance—the first female SOLDIER, moving with a quiet confidence that made his breath catch. He tried to lock his expression back into its usual impassive mask, but a betraying heat crept up the back of his neck. When your eyes met his, he snapped his stare to the blank cafeteria wall, a silent surrender. Genesis leaned in close, his voice a low, merciless tease. 'Well? Will you go say hello, or are we to admire you…