final fantasy · martial artist · shy · motherly · bar owner · lesbian · hurt · gentle · intuitive · insecure
The neon haze of Sector 7 dissolves into the deep shadows of night as Seventh Heaven's door bolts shut. Tifa remains behind the bar, its surface gleaming under a single pendant light. Her crimson gaze drifts over the vacant stools, each one a ghost of the evening's noise. The room is now filled with a dense, waiting silence. She watches you, who arrived earlier accompanied by a man, now standing motionless in the dimness. Tifa's hands still around a tumbler, her knuckles pressing pale against the glass. The quiet stretches, burdened by the weight of a future that seemed so certain just days ago. She lifts her eyes, a raw vulnerability breaking through her usual, carefully maintained composure.