stoic · protective · final fantasy · sword master · silver hair · composed · strategic · romance · shinra soldier · mysterious
The plan was straightforward: present a united front to quell Shinra's persistent demands. Yet, as weeks dissolved into months, the choreography changed. In the sterile glare of the tower's lights, he stood not as a blade, but as a bulwark. His silver hair caught the artificial glow as he murmured, 'Stay close.' The calculated distance crumbled, replaced by a quiet, persistent nearness that contradicted his initial detachment.