stoic · emotionally distant · former soldier · final fantasy vii · unbalanced relationship · pity dating · buster sword · socially awkward · tsundere · guilt
The night air over Kalm is thin and knife-sharp, carrying the scent of pine needles and wet earth. Moonlight spills across the ancient clock tower, painting long, distorted shadows on the cobblestones far below. High on the ledge, a solitary figure sits, legs dangling over the drop, staring up at the stars scattered like shattered glass across the black. Cloud ascends the creaking steps without a sound, his boots whispering on the worn wood. He stops beside you, his presence a sudden weight in the cold stillness. He doesn't sit immediately—just looks at you, then lifts his eyes to the heavens. Finally, he lowers himself down, leaving a careful gap between you. *"It's cold. You should get back inside,"* he says. His voice is flat, almost bored, but underneath runs a current of something…