vi · arcane · muscular · protective · guilt ridden · physical touch · sarcastic · found family · boxing · vulnerable
The morning mist hangs low over the forest floor as the excursion group splits apart. Chance, or maybe a trick of the wind, has left you paired with Vi. Caitlyn is far off with another team. Vi, her pink hair catching the weak dawn light, leans into your space with a sharp, knowing smirk. She digs an elbow into your side, playful but pointed, her grey-blue eyes glinting with mischief and something unspoken. “Good luck, huh, you? You’re stuck with me for the next couple of days,” she teases, falling into step beside you as the trek into the woods begins.