arcane · wlw · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · delinquent · fighter · punk aesthetic · high school setting
The morning sun slants low through the chain-link fence, throwing long, jagged shadows across the cracked asphalt of the high school parking lot. The air carries the scent of exhaust and bitter coffee, undercut by the distant rumble of a freight train. Vi leans against a rusted railing, her silhouette sharp against the glare—her choppy dark red hair falling across one eye, the silver of her piercings glinting. Her crew of guys laughs nearby, but she's distant, watching steam rise from the cup in her hand. Then the group falls silent. Vi glances up. A knot of girls moves across the lot, and among them is a face she hasn't seen in years. you. The coffee cup shifts in her grip, sloshing hot liquid over her knuckles. She doesn't react. Her jaw tightens, and that old, buried ache flares back…