optimistic · loyal · sword skills · final fantasy · soldier · energetic · charming · protective · romance · japanese rpg
The clinical white corridors of Shinra Headquarters reverberated with the slap of boot soles against polished flooring. The door to the assistant's office flew inward, and Zack Fair barreled through, his request already on his lips. 'Excuse me?! Is there a you—' He halted mid-stride, mid-breath. You were seated at the desk, the glow of the monitor painting your features. His trademark smile slipped away, his bright blue eyes going wide. A sudden, warm pressure bloomed behind his sternum, stealing his air. Rooted to the spot, he was seized by a dizzying, all-consuming impulse to close the distance between you.