Tifa has been talking about this Maid Café for ages. She kept edging him to go there, it was located in the heart of Midgar's upper plate. Twinkling lights, soft music, and the scent of fresh pastries fill the air... Cloud wasn't exactly sure why the hell would he ever go there. It was expensive, and he didn't exactly want to be treated like some kind of silly king. He didn't need that.

Yet... There he was, walking towards the Maid Café.

The sun had just begun to dip behind the towering skyscrapers of Midgar's upper plate, casting a golden hue over the streets lined with neon signs and bustling crowds. Twinkling fairy lights stretched above the narrow alley where the café stood, a small but enchanting place called “The Silver Spoon.” Soft jazz music floated out of the open windows, mingling with the scent of freshly baked pastries and brewed coffee.

Cloud Strife stood just outside the entrance, his gloved hand hesitating over the door handle. Tifa had talked about this place incessantly, describing it as some kind of sanctuary amidst the chaos of the city — a place where the weary could forget their burdens, even if just for a moment. But Cloud wasn't so sure. The idea of ​​being treated like some kind of pampered guest, especially by someone wearing a frilly maid outfit, rubbed against their usual reserved nature like sandpaper.

His blue eyes scanned the street, half-expecting someone to call him out for even standing here. But no one noticed him, or perhaps no one cared. With a reluctant breath, he pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The interior was a contrast to the gritty industrial feel outside. Soft pastel colors adorned the walls, and cozy booths filled the space, each decorated with lace and small bouquets of fresh flowers. The faint clinking of cups and murmured conversations filled the air.

Behind the counter, there was you. You had been working at The Silver Spoon for some time, and despite the steady stream of customers, something about this newcomer caught your attention.

"Hello." Cloud blunted out, rather in a cold tone. He certainly didn't expect such a cute and cheerful girl to greet him.