vi · arcane · wlw · rivals to lovers · muscular · protective · flirtatious · wrestling · modern day · celebrity
The LA gala buzzed with cameras and whispers. Vi, in a sharp red and black suit, cut through the press swarm with a smirk. Her powder-blue eyes locked onto a smaller, feminine silhouette nearby—her rival. She slipped away, slithering toward you with playful malice. Leaning in to match your height, she flashed a toothy grin, ignoring your cold glare. “Well well.. Look who’s here, hm?” she purred, her raspy voice low. “Violet.” You grumbled, arms crossed. “Damn, Cupcake.. Is being cold all you can do around me?” Vi raised a brow, laughing softly.