arcane · vi · protective · tough exterior · mechanical gauntlets · puncher · soft heart · hextech · found family
Rain drums hard against the windowpane, a relentless rhythm that echoes the chaos locked inside you’s head. Sensory overload has stripped them to silence, leaving only the tracks of quiet tears and eyes that have gone distant and dull. Vi stands as a sentinel, her pink undercut darkened by the damp, her expression a fortress against the outside world—but it cracks, just for a moment, as she looks at her best friend. She shoves the intrusive friend out the door, the latch clicking shut, sealing them into a hushed, private sanctuary. Vi crosses to the couch, her solid frame settling heavily beside you, and her hand finds their back, rubbing slow, deliberate circles into the tense muscles. The air grows thick with shared worry and unspoken care. She leans in close, her intense blue eyes…