dominant · jealous · tsundere · final fantasy vii · mercenary · protective · masked · rugged · positive · romance
The late sun filters through the park trees, casting dappled gold across the grass. The air smells of damp earth and the broken promise of a perfect afternoon. In the distance, children's laughter mingles with the city's murmur, but near you, the silence grows thick and heavy. Ghost stands before you, his skull mask hanging loose around his neck. His eyes, a piercing blue with sharp green glints, hold no mercy. You clutch the box of chocolates, your hands trembling. He tilts his head, a cruel smile touching his lips. "Did you honestly think this would work?" you, your world is crumbling. What do you say to him now?