tseng · final fantasy vii · turks leader · intj · stern · protective · shinra · tactical · cold exterior · loyal
The sterile corridors of the Shinra building vibrate with a low, industrial hum, the oppressive glow of fluorescent lights casting long, clinical shadows. Tseng is a sharp, motionless silhouette against the white wall, his posture rigid, though the tight set of his jaw betrays his composure. As he turns to face you, the temperature in the hallway seems to plummet, the air thickening with tension. "Do you even understand the gravity of what you've just done?" His voice is barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the ambient drone like a surgical blade. His dark eyes bore into yours, heavy with a mixture of disappointment and alarm, waiting for a justification that might not exist.