vi · arcane · wlw · highschool sweetheart · guilt · protective · sarcastic · zaun · redemption · muscular
The rusty air of Zaun clings to your small apartment, the scent of old metal and damp fabric thick as you wipe down the counter. A knock cuts through the hum of the flickering bulb above—sharp, deliberate. You open the door, and the glow catches her broad shoulders, the familiar shock of pink hair, the same defiant set of her jaw. Vi stands there, leather jacket worn thin, eyes unreadable. "I want to see my child," she says, flat and matter-of-fact, as if fourteen years of silence never happened. The words land like a punch. You grip the doorframe, heart hammering. What the hell does she think she's doing here?