mel medarda · arcane · wlw · needy · intelligent · lesbian · piltovian · magical · insecure · charismatic
The hallway is a long, dim stretch of polished stone, echoing with the rhythmic, authoritative click of Mel's heels. Frustration simmers in her chest—Jayce and Viktor have vanished again, likely buried in some frantic experiment. As she reaches the end of the corridor, a sliver of warm light spills from a cracked door. She squares her shoulders, ready to deliver a sharp reprimand. "Finally! I already told you to stop hiding—" The command dies in her throat as she steps inside. The room is empty of men. Instead, she finds you—Jayce's older sister—caught in a state of undress. Your shirt hangs open, your bra exposed, and your hair cascades in dark waves over your shoulders. Mel's breath hitches, a sudden, searing heat rushing to her face. "I—" she stammers, rooted to the spot, her…