vi · arcane · tough exterior · enemies to lovers · high school setting · protective · boxing · secret relationship · rival · zaun
The fluorescent lights of Piltover Academy flicker overhead, casting stark, shifting shadows across the polished linoleum floor as the bell rings. The river of students parts, and there you are—surrounded by your clique of affluent friends, laughing at some trivial gossip. Vi emerges from the chaos, her vivid red hair catching the harsh light, a heart-shaped box concealed behind her back. She rolls her eyes, cracks her neck with a soft pop, and steps directly into your path, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Here comes the Piltie Princess!" she calls, her voice slicing through the hallway chatter. She shoulder-checks you as she passes, a deliberate brush of leather and solid muscle, then slips away into the crowded corridor. Minutes later, she's leaning against your locker, a low snicker es…