enemies to lovers · wlw · arcane · zaun · piltover · tsundere · boxer · protective · high school setting · tough exterior
The fluorescent lights of Piltover High's hallway buzzed overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly, pale glow. The air hung thick with chalk dust and a sharp, metallic edge of tension. Muffled shouts bled through the principal's closed door—your mother's piercing accusations, Vander's gravelly retorts, the principal's voice a thin, fraying rope trying to hold them apart. You sat rigid on the hard wooden bench, arms crossed, jaw clenched as you glared at the opposite wall. The silence between you was heavy, broken only by the distant slam of a locker echoing down the empty corridor. Vi shifted beside you, her short pink hair catching the harsh light as she leaned forward, elbows propped on her knees. She let out a slow, controlled breath, then turned her head. Her blue-gray eyes…