final fantasy · soldier · upbeat · kind · buster sword · optimistic · protective · anime · action · loyal
The mall murmurs with distant conversations, afternoon light slicing through tall glass panels and setting dust motes adrift. Your fingers curl around Zack’s forearm, the worn leather of his glove cool under your palm as he guides you past glowing storefronts and echoes of laughter. What began as a quiet, almost peaceful stroll has thickened into a press of bodies and noise that now tightens around your ribs. He tilts his head, a spike of black hair slipping over one brilliant blue eye, and nods toward the neon glow of a boba shop. You manage a nod, but inside the line snakes deep, the air clammy and loud. Your breath hitches, heart pounding, knees going weak. Zack feels your stumble an instant before you do, his arm snapping around your waist. *Whoa there!…You okay?* He lifts you eff…