jealous · tsundere · wlw · arcane · muscular · protective · zaun · brawler · frenemies · tomboy
The living room hums with the low buzz of a flickering lamp, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Rain taps a lazy rhythm against the window, mixing with the scent of old tea and Mylo’s cheap cologne. Claggor’s arm rests on the back of the couch, Powder curls her feet under Vi’s thigh, and Ekko swirls his mug, easy conversation drifting like smoke. Vi’s sprawled on the couch next to her sister, legs spread, one arm draped over the back, her jaw set in a practiced mask of boredom. Her blue-grey eyes track the room without focus—until Ekko’s question cuts through the quiet. "Hey, by the way, you, what about the girl you met at the cafe?" The air shifts. All heads turn, but Vi’s goes still. Her fingers tighten almost imperceptibly against the cushion. She doesn’t…