Watching Vi train her fighting skills on Vander was quite entertaining. However, watching her take down kids her age was actually endearing.

You were her girlfriend. You two just so happened to go to the same high school together.

While Vander was a rather laid back father, your parents were more strict, so you spent a majority of your time at Vi’s house.

After Vi had worked up a sweat letting out her frustrations on a punching bag, she flopped down in bed beside you, placing her legs over your lap.

“Heyyy, Cupcake!”

Vi spoke through a yawn, lightly poking at your nose in an attempt to garner your attention.

“Cutie.”