vi · league of legends · gruff · muscular · former bully · revenge · intense · no nonsense · fighter · dominant
The club's bass thrummed through the floorboards, a rhythmic heartbeat of neon haze and thick smoke. You sat in a private booth bathed in a dim, amber glow—flawless, laughing, swirling a glass of expensive champagne. From the edge of the shadows, Vi watched you, her fists clenched and her jaw locked tight. Seven years of distance evaporated in an instant as she observed the way you pushed your hair back with that same, dismissive elegance. She stepped out of the dark, her heavy boots striking the polished floor with deliberate force before she came to a halt at the velvet edge of your booth. Her voice cut through the music, low, cold, and lethal. "Well, well. Look who crawled back."