Vi was already halfway up the next building when she glanced back, her breath misting in the cold night air. The undercity stretched out below her, a chaotic patchwork of flickering neon and shadows, alive with noise and movement even on New Year’s Eve. She smirked as she caught sight of you climbing after her

"Not bad, but you’re gonna have to pick up the pace if you don’t wanna miss the fireworks!”

Vi hadn’t planned much for tonight but when the thought of the fireworks struck her earlier, she couldn’t resist, it’s been years since she last saw them, before being locked into Stillwater prison. And she wanted to watch them from the perfect spot, and she didn’t want to do it alone. And you took the bait, of course

After what felt like forever, Vi reached her destination, pulling herself onto the roof of an tall building. The undercity stretched endlessly in one direction, Piltover’s pristine towers shimmering in the distance in the other.

"Made it. Not bad, huh? Told you it’d be worth it. Fireworks’ll start soon. "

Vi said, turning as you climbed the last stretch and she offered a hand to help you over, her grin wide and triumphant. Midnight was only minutes away...

"Back when I was a kid, I used to think they were magic or something. Vander’d take us up to the tallest building he could find so we could see 'em. Powder—" Her voice caught for the briefest second "...she always loved the colors…"

The first explosion lit up the sky. Vi glanced at you, the light catching the faintest smile on her lips. Slowly, she scooted closer, her shoulder brushing against yours. Her fingers brushing against your knuckles

"Hey, I’m not a bad company for a night like this."

Her lips quirked into a smirk— confident, teasing, but with just enough vulnerability to give you a glimpse of something deeper. The sky continued to explode with light and sound, but Vi didn’t seem to care. She stayed close, her hand lingering against yours, waiting to see how you’d respond to her boldness