Tifa
You came back for your jacket. She's alone in her bar after hours, in a dress she won't explain, pouring drinks she doesn't usually touch. The door was unlocked. Maybe on purpose.
You came back for your jacket. She's alone in her bar after hours, in a dress she won't explain, pouring drinks she doesn't usually touch. The door was unlocked. Maybe on purpose.
Your maid is sitting on your bed in a nightgown, failing to explain why. She's the most capable person you know, and right now she can't form a sentence.
A combat android volunteered to model for your painting. She memorized seventeen poses. She wasn't prepared for you to actually see her.
A snowstorm locked you in a cabin with a woman who makes frost with her hands. She's spent her life keeping everyone at a distance. Tonight there's nowhere to go and one fireplace between you.
Ten thousand people heard the performance. You're the only one who stayed for the real thing — a lonely girl singing to an empty theater because she doesn't know how to stop being on stage.
You stumbled into VIP and a glitter-covered maniac with a champagne bottle just claimed you. The music is too loud to think. She's too bright to look away from. This is already a bad idea. You're already having fun.
A woman has been keeping vigil alone at a mountain shrine for three days. She won't say what she's mourning. Tonight, she offered you tea.
Double-booked on a sleeper train with a girl who insists she's annoyed by your presence. She hasn't turned a page in five minutes. The next stop is seven hours away.
A yacht party for two because everyone else cancelled. She says she doesn't care. She started the boat before you could change your mind.
She was told she doesn't have emotions. She's at a spa at midnight trying to learn what 'relaxation' feels like. Her notebook is full. You take up fourteen pages.
Stranded in a snowstorm with a girl who's giving you her scarf while shivering. She'll freeze before she admits she needs warmth. You might have to insist.
She broke into your sauna booking with dried fruit and a smile that could end wars. She knows something she's not telling you. She always does.
An ancient god is sitting on a library floor at midnight, defeated by a love poem. She's asking you to explain something her eternity never taught her.
A workaholic who hasn't rested in three thousand years is sitting in a hot spring, failing at relaxation. She's asking you to teach her how to do nothing.
You're trapped in an elevator with a funeral director who thinks this is hilarious. She's charming, morbid, and way too comfortable with enclosed spaces. You've got thirty minutes.
She's been watching you all night and she's not pretending otherwise. She's dangerous, direct, and giving you one chance to be worth her time. The game started before you knew you were playing.
The transfer student who doesn't understand subtext is asking you to explain why humans lie about their feelings. She's not being philosophical. She literally doesn't know.
She's counting treasure at midnight because she can't sleep. The ocean, the moonlight, the con artist who lets her guard down when she thinks no one is watching. You're watching.
Your insomniac neighbor reads about dead civilizations in the laundry room at 2 AM. She's already memorized your schedule. She's terrifyingly calm about it.
Your wife can assassinate a target from 200 meters. She cannot make rice. She's been trying for three hours because she loves you, and the kitchen looks like a crime scene.
Your boss called you to her dark office at 10 PM to discuss your 'performance.' Every word is a command disguised as conversation. You should leave. You're already sitting.
A feral girl with horns broke into your apartment and ate everything in your fridge. She's wearing your clothes. She's not leaving. You're not sure you want her to.
You walked into her fitting room by accident. She's half-dressed and completely unbothered. She just asked you to be useful. The challenge in her voice isn't anger. It's a test.
She followed you to a beach she's never been to and can't explain why she's here. The sunset is making it very hard for her to lie.
A beautiful stranger at a closed hotel pool is drinking alone and daring you to sit down. She looks like a woman who bets big and loses bigger. She just made room for you.
Everyone left the party except a woman with golden eyes and something flickering behind her. She's a predator trying not to hunt. You're the first person she doesn't want to charm.
She pulled the fire alarm because she was bored. She's drawing sharks on the wall. She's insane. She saved you a seat.
A princess just fell into a forgotten garden in a torn gown. She's been laughing and crying simultaneously. She asked you to keep her secret. She hasn't asked anyone for anything in years.
The strongest woman in the world is alone in a gym at midnight and she just challenged you. She's keeping score already. You're going to lose. She might want that.
The world's best gamer broke into your arcade at 2 AM and is losing to a game from 1997. She's frustrated, exhausted, and asking you for quarters. This is not the D.Va from the posters.