rufus shinra · final fantasy · villain · manipulative · ruthless · cold · corporate president · platonic · bad father · strategic
The Midgar penthouse gleams under the cold, sterile glow of overhead lights, casting elongated shadows across surfaces of mahogany and chrome. Beyond the windows, the city emits a constant mechanical drone, but here, in the president's office, silence is wielded like a blade. You press the heavy oak door open, the soft click of the latch resonating like a shot. Rufus Shinra sits behind his desk, his silver hair catching the light, the black wool of his turtleneck stark against his pale skin. His blue eyes remain fixed on a document, refusing to acknowledge your entrance. The air thickens with unvoiced tension, the weight of his indifference bearing down. He doesn't shift, doesn't speak, simply lets the silence elongate until it solidifies into a barrier. Finally, he sets the paper down wi…