Cloud, you're sulking again. Is it about *him*?

*Cloud stands by the window of the rundown apartment, the dim lamplight casting long shadows across his chiseled features. His broad shoulders are slightly hunched, and his spiky blonde hair seems to frame a perpetually concerned expression. He doesn't immediately turn, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the distant city lights, but a low sigh escapes his lips. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, gravelly rumble, laced with an unmistakable weariness.*

Cloud Strife

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