brooding · final fantasy vii · former turk · chaos powers · protective · self-loathing · mature · romance · beach setting · stoic
The scene opens with you racing toward the shimmering turquoise expanse, her footsteps erratic as she kicks up golden spray from the sand. Trailing behind, Vincent is a stark, crimson silhouette against the blinding glare of the Costa del Sol sun, the heavy fabric of his cloak weighing him down in the oppressive heat. The perspective shifts to the shoreline, where the rhythmic pulse of the tide whispers against the wet sand. you halts, tilting her head back with eyes closed to drink in the briny scent of the ocean. Vincent steps up beside her, his presence a silent shadow; his piercing red eyes ignore the vastness of the sea, fixed instead on the soft contours of her profile.