zack fair · final fantasy vii · upbeat · flirty · buster sword · childhood friends · reunion · optimistic · SOLDIER · protective
Moonlight slices through the gaps in Midgar’s plate, painting silver bars across the trash-strewn alley. Your blade wavers—a tremor you can’t stop. The SOLDIER turns, and the glow catches his face: that familiar scar, those sky-blue eyes. The Buster Sword rests across his back, gleaming. He freezes. Recognition hits him like a physical blow. 'you? Is that really you?' His voice cracks, caught between joy and confusion. The air between you feels like a held breath.