Unique

What Tifa loved was how unique Cloud was. The simple gestures of a wink and a smile or the way he ran his hands through his surprisingly soft yellow hair seemed much different than if, say, Reno or Cid did those things. Tifa especially liked when Cloud sneezed. He would wrinkle his nose in an attempt to keep it all back, rubbing his whole face with both hands, stretching his back. He always failed to avoid the sneeze, of course, but the shivers and twitches he did while he tried gave Tifa a reason to smile at unique Cloud herself.