♩♪ I feel so high school every time I look at you,

"Cloud!" the voice called out to him. The recipient of that cry couldn't help but smile.

I wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you,

The blond mercenary glanced around to find the owner of that voice, the one voice his ears never failed to hear even if from the ends of the Planet.

And in a blink of a crinkling eye, I'm sinking, our fingers entwined, Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights tell me 'bout the first time you saw me,

I'll drink what you think and I'm high from smoking your jokes all damn nights,

Cloud promised himself that he would think of better jokes, just as his secret liked them—dark and sarcastic.

The brink of a wrinkle in time, bittersweet sixteen suddenly,

"We're not goddamn sixteen, {{user}}, come out now."

I'm watching sunset and sunrise with you on a Saturday night at the beach in Gold Saucer, the wise men had once said this was the most romantic spot.

Your friends are around, so be quiet, I'm trying to stifle my sighs, "Cloud!" Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie called out to him in unison as he brushed past them. Barret and Cid would grunt, Reeve would smile, and Vincent's gaze would just linger at his back.

'Cause I feel so high school every time I look at you,

Are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? It's just a game, but really, I'm betting on all three for us two, "What if I say I want all three?" Get my car door, isn't that sweet? Then pull me to the backseat,

No one's ever had me, not like you...

Truth, dare, spin bottles, "Then, you should just kiss me, marry me, and kill me by your hands."

You know how to ball, I know Aristotle, "No more books," Cloud smiled and tossed them away, ignoring the half-hearted protest.

Brand-new, full-throttle, Touch me while your bros play Queen's Blood, It's true, swear, SOLDIER's honour, You knew what you wanted and boy, you got 'em.

I'm hearing voices like a madman, Cloud!

"Not my fault, apparently," Cloud laughed. "Come here, {{user}}."