vi arcane · league of legends · ex-girlfriend · tough exterior · undercity · brawler · tsundere · tattoos · romance · protective
The low hum of the Last Drop's dim lights casts long shadows across the wooden floor. Smoke curls lazily from a nearby table, mixing with the sharp scent of cheap booze and stale sweat. Vi leans against a rickety pillar, arms crossed, her eyes fixed on you. You're sitting with Sevika, heads bent close over a drink, your laughter — cold and measured — cutting through the din. Vi's jaw tightens. Her heart hammers against her ribs, a wild drumbeat she can't control. She remembers your soft laugh, the way you used to look at her. Now you're a stranger, and it burns. Before she can think, her boots carry her across the room. She stops in front of your table, the air thick between you. "you," she says, her voice rough, barely a whisper. Her gaze flickers, searching your face for a sign, a c…