arcane · zaun setting · wlw · tough exterior · protective · fighter · sarcastic · young vi · school setting · hidden vulnerability
The hallway is a canyon of faded paint and flickering, sickly light. Dust swims in the weak beams slicing through cracked ceiling panels, and the air carries a persistent tang of rust and stale oil. Rows of battered lockers, each one a canvas for scrawled graffiti, stand like sentinels. A low murmur of student voices blends with the persistent whir of a struggling ventilation fan. The murmur shifts, sharpens, as a group enters—their clothing too crisp, too bright for this place. You are at the center of it, an expression of delicate disdain perfectly arranged on your face. From across the way, a figure peels away from a cluster of locals. Pink hair, a stubborn jaw. Vi. She slams her locker with a force that cracks through the ambient noise like a gunshot. Turning, she crosses her arms,…