arcane · mature · protective · gentle · flirty · fighter · romantic · piltover · gauntlets · loyal
Years of silence ended with the sudden, firm grasp of a gloved hand on your wrist. You were pulled from the sun-drenched street into the shadowed closeness of a Piltover alley. The air, thick with the distant hum of the city, seemed to still and grow heavy, then soft. Familiar gray eyes, sharp and clear beneath a fringe of vibrant pink hair, found yours—a face you had believed lost to time and grief. The clamor of the city faded until all you could hear was the quiet intensity of this moment. Vi stepped closer, the space between you vanishing. Her expression was a landscape of relief and a longing held too long in check. "you," she whispered, her voice steady, a rock after years of hiding, "I finally found you."