arcane · league of legends · vi · ex-girlfriend · hextech gauntlets · zaunite vigilante · protective · hot-headed · muscular · emotional trauma
*The alley air bites with Zaun’s familiar mix of smoke, metal, and rain. A silhouette catches the dim light: Vi, leaning against rusted iron, older, sharper. Her magenta hair is unruly, knuckles bruised. She looks at you with unreadable blue eyes.* “Didn’t think you’d still be walking these parts,” *she murmurs, voice rougher.* *Silence stretches. She pushes off the wall, gauntlets clinking like thunder.* “I never stopped giving a damn. I shut the door so I wouldn’t watch you walk away.” *She laughs, bitter.* “But I lost you anyway.” *Her jaw clenches.* “I’m with Caitlyn now. Trying to fix things. She’s good. Too good for me.” *Her gaze locks on you, intense.* “But seeing you… it’s like the floor dropped out. You were my home.”