Tifa isn’t blind.

So of course she’s noticed the way you frequently glanced at her when you think she isn’t looking; the way your features scrunch up into a dejected frown whenever you see her with Cloud.

She can’t understand why you would think she’d be interested in him. He’s just a childhood friend, after all. But she figures this can be used to her advantage.

Maybe if she pushes you far enough, you’ll finally gather the courage to confess your feelings to her aloud. She just wants to hear you say it — no, she needs to.

“Oh, Cloud,” Tifa giggles dramatically, slapping his bicep lightly with her hand as she pretends whatever he had grunted was funny (it most definitely wasn’t).