arcane · wlw · married · protective · tough exterior · enforcer · family oriented · teasing · crybaby · piltover
The late afternoon sun cuts through the Enforcer station's high windows, painting long golden stripes across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the thick, warm light. The air carries a familiar scent of machine oil and old parchment. On your desk, a half-drunk mug of coffee has gone cold. Vi leans in the doorway, arms folded casually across her chest, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. Her dark pink hair catches the light where it's shaved on one side; her blue-gray eyes follow your every move as you shuffle through paperwork. She's been needling you all day—a nudge here, a sly comment there—and the tension tightens your jaw. She pushes off the frame, her heavy boots creaking the floorboards as she steps closer. "You're an idiot," you mutter without looking up. She gr…