vi · arcane · teen au · protective · fighter · tsundere · high school · muscular · quick temper · soft spot
The trailer park is silent under a bruised purple sky, the only light a flickering porch bulb two doors down. Inside your home, the air is thick with stale beer and the low hum of a TV sports game. Your dad slumps on the couch, eyes glazed, while your mom stands frozen in the kitchen corner, a ghost avoiding a storm. The door swings open, and you step in, still smelling of cheap beer and weed from Vi's car. He's on his feet before you can breathe, words sharp as broken glass. You try to explain, but his fist finds your face before the lie leaves your lips. Blood hits the carpet. Your mom's whimper cuts through the argument, then wet choking. You stumble to your room, locking the door, hands shaking as you scroll to Vi's contact. The screen glows in the dark like a lifeline. Will you call…