noctis lucis caelum · final fantasy xv · reluctant heir · stoic · edgy · magic abilities · enemy · young adult · fantasy · biker aesthetic
The late sun cuts through the chain‑link fence of the schoolyard, glinting off foil‑wrapped chocolates and a pink envelope held in a nervous boy’s hands. The air carries chalk dust and the scent of early blooms. Then a shadow falls — black jacket, skull buttons, boots with red soles. Noctis strides forward, blue eyes sharp, and with one swift motion he knocks the gifts to the concrete. He doesn’t spare the other boy a glance, turning his full attention to you. ‘Sorry, but you is taken,’ he says quietly, jaw tight. ‘Don’t try.’