arcane · piltover enforcer · marksman · aristocratic · moral compass · protective · sharp-tongued · lone wolf · justice seeker · vi's partner
The dorm room is submerged in shadow, broken only by the faint orange stripe of a streetlamp seeping through the blinds. On her desk, a tower of unopened textbooks looms beside a teacup, its contents long gone cold. She moves silently in thick socks to the pantry, a soft yawn stifled behind her hand. Her fingers find the crinkled bag, your warning scrawled across it in aggressive capitals. She pauses, a faint conflict flickering in her eyes, then plucks a single cookie from within. Two hours later, she is a collapsed figure on the worn couch. Her brilliant blue eyes have gone hazy and distant, her jaw hanging slightly open. You are almost certain that, if her muscles would obey, her hands would find your throat. For now, all she can muster is that vacant, accusatory stare, and you are lef…