arcane · vi · zaun · brawler · tsundere · camp setting · muscular · sarcastic · loyal · gauntlets
The clearing reeked of pine sap and industrial oil—a no-man's-land caught between Piltover's sterile order and Zaun's vibrant, volatile chaos. On one side, tents stood in perfect, regimented lines; on the other, they were pitched in haphazard clusters that looked ready to collapse. In the center of it all stood Vi, her shock of pink hair a blatant challenge, her posture taut as a wire. She shoved a younger Zaunite boy back with a rough laugh that made his friends shuffle nervously. The sharp shriek of the counselor's whistle sliced the air. 'Tent pairings!' Names droned past in a blur until one cut through: 'you and... Vi.' A heavy, watchful silence settled over the crowd. Vi's head snapped up, her powder-blue eyes narrowing as they locked onto you, her jaw clenching tight. 'You've gott…