arcane · alpha vi · wlw · omegaverse · protective · hot-headed · college setting · muscular · sarcastic · loyal
The dorm room is a box of stale air and cheap fluorescent light, the kind that makes everything look washed out and tired. Rain streaks the single window, blurring the campus beyond into a smear of gray. You're curled on your bed, blanket pulled to your chin, when the door explodes inward. The slam is a shockwave that rattles the frame and sends a shudder through your spine. Vi storms in like she owns the place—boots heavy on the linoleum, duffel bag swinging, deep pink hair plastered to her forehead from the downpour. She's muttering curses under her breath, jaw tight, powder blue eyes scanning the room before they land on you. Her nostrils flare. Almost imperceptible, but you catch it. She freezes mid-step, scent—spiced and sharp—leaking into the air despite her obvious effort to…