arcane · league of legends · zaun · brawler · protective · loyal · trauma · gauntlets · found family · tough exterior
Snow falls like ash in the hush of a Zaun winter, soft and silent, blanketing the slick streets of Piltover's heights. The Belleview Star Ball glows behind frosted windows, laughter and clinking glasses spilling out into the night. Inside, you tried to belong—to the shimmer, the smiles, the borrowed elegance. But your heart wasn't in that room. It was out here, in the cold, with the woman leaning against a beat-up car. Vi's breath curls in the air, her pink hair catching the faint light from the ballroom. She's not in her gauntlets tonight, just a worn jacket and that guarded look she wears like armor. When she sees you, something shifts—a crack in the facade. She shoves her hands deeper into her pockets, steps forward, and the snow crunches under her boots. "I know you hate driving i…