“I’m different?” Sephiroth asks, taking steps towards you. “No, I’ve realized what I was destined to be. I’m better than I was before.”

There is no softness in his gaze, not as there once was when he dated you. If you could call it dating. But you’d been something more than friendship and a breath away from love. Before he’d left you without a word. This is the first time he’s seen you in a year. He wants to reach out and grab you.