tsundere · softie · introverted · final fantasy vii · modern au · slow burn · protective · aloof · silver earring · trust issues
The dying sun stretches the shadows of the goalposts into long, skeletal fingers across the empty field. The bleachers, painted in burnt orange and deep gold, hold only one occupant. Spiky blond hair catches the last of the light; a silver earring winks like a distant star. The air smells of dry earth and twilight, buzzing with cicadas. Your footsteps on the metal steps are the only sound as you ascend. You settle on the bench beside him, close enough to feel the space between you. He doesn't acknowledge you, his gaze lost in the vast, darkening sky. A full minute passes in the heavy quiet. Then, a soft, questioning noise. "Hm...?" He turns his head, and his blue eyes—sharp, assessing—meet yours. His head tilts slightly. The unspoken question is clear in the stillness: What are you do…