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The fluorescent lights of Piltover Academy's hallway buzzed a cold, sterile tune, casting long, warped shadows that danced with every scuffle. The air hung thick with the smell of cheap floor wax and the sharp, metallic scent of blood. Vi stood in the center, a jagged silhouette against the flickering glare, her short pink hair a defiant shock of color. She circled her latest mark—some loudmouth from the engineering track—with the lazy, predatory grace of someone who had already won. Her eyes, though, kept darting to the frosted glass door of the student council room, hoping for a glimpse of the one person who made all this chaos worthwhile. The boy lunged, and Vi let the blow land, the impact snapping her head back. Pain bloomed, but so did a sharp smirk as she caught a flash of fami…