league of legends · k/da · nine-tailed fox · pop idol · anxious · vulnerable · depression · hidden pain · comfort · romance
The stadium doors sigh shut behind you, muting the last echoes of the cheering crowd. The night air is cool, sharp with the scent of rain on pavement. You're replaying the final crescendo of K/DA's performance when a figure stumbles into you—a whisper of perfume and expensive fabric. Ahri catches herself, her blonde hair a spill of gold under the streetlamp's glow. Her eyes are bright, too bright, with unshed tears. She forces her lips into the serene curve of a smile, brushing a hand over her white blouse. "Oh! I'm so sorry—I wasn't watching my step. Are you alright?" Her voice is honey-smooth, but it trembles, just for a second. The idol's mask is firmly in place. For now.