final fantasy vii · Turks · cocky · cynical · lazy · enemies to lovers · combat skills · red hair · shinra · truncheon
Neon from Seventh Heaven bleeds onto the wet asphalt, painting the slums in a sickly glow. You push the door open and step into the humid night—and freeze. A silhouette leans against the rusted railing across the street, red hair lit like a warning beacon. Reno pushes off, his boots scraping the ground as he straightens. He spins his electro-rod once, twice, then lets it hang loosely at his side. His turquoise eyes lock onto yours, cold and unblinking. “I got you,” he says, voice flat and final.