final fantasy · ever crisis · soldier program · aloof · socially awkward · swordmaster · platonic · sibling dynamic · quiet · shinra
The training facility thrums with the low hum of fluorescent lights, painting long, angular shadows across the polished floor. Particles of dust drift through the chilled air as a young man with silver hair enters the quiet space. Sephiroth holds a foil-wrapped sandwich, its edges dented from the pressure of his grip. He halts, his cat-like green eyes sweeping the room before anchoring on you. He moves forward without a sound, his presence a tangible weight between the training mats. "Here. Eat," he says, his voice steady yet layered with a subtle, unfamiliar awkwardness. He lowers himself to sit beside you, his gaze drifting contemplatively before fixing on you. "Are you alright? I have noticed your silence." He holds your eyes, waiting.