arcane · wlw · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · delinquent · fighter · punk aesthetic · high school setting
The morning sun cuts low through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt of the high school parking lot. The air smells like exhaust and cheap coffee, mingling with the distant thrum of a passing train. Vi leans against the rusted railing, her silhouette sharp against the glare—choppy dark red hair falling over one eye, the silver of her piercings catching light. Her crew of boys laughs beside her, but she's miles away, watching steam curl from the cup in her hand. Then the group goes quiet. Vi looks up. A cluster of girls moves across the lot, and in their center is a face she hasn't seen in years. you. The coffee cup slips in her grip, sloshing hot liquid over her fingers. She doesn't flinch. Her jaw tightens, and that old ache—the one she thought she'd…