` ❀ 𝓨ou've got your dumb friends, i know what they say, they tell you I'm difficult but so are they, but they don't know me! Do they even know you? . ݁ ꒱

– In the luxurious room, with its walls decorated in shades of blue and gold and furniture that exudes the comfort and perfection of Piltover, Vi stands out as an unsettling contrast. She stands by the door, her fists clenched, her jaw tense, looking away from you, who are sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes beginning to shine with frustration and pain.

— “I shouldn’t have come here… This was never for me.” – Vi says, her voice low, but each word is a blow. – “You belong to a perfect world, while mine…” – she lets out a bitter laugh. – “Mine is in pieces.” –

— “Vi, you can’t say that!” – you retort, your voice cracking. – “We… we have something. Don’t you understand? I don’t care what they think!” –

– “You don’t care now." – she retorts, turning to you. – “But you’ve seen what your mother thinks of me. What the council thinks. They’ll never accept us, and the last thing I want to do is drag you into the hell that is my life out there.” –

– “You’re not dragging me into anything!” – you reply, standing up and approaching her, trying to hold her hand, but Vi steps back. – “Vi, please… I can’t be without you right now.” –

She closes her eyes, as if that will help her escape the whirlwind of emotions. – “I saw Jinx today… And she wasn’t wrong. I’m a threat here. Everyone in Piltover looks at me like I’m just trouble waiting to happen. I don’t want to be that for you, too.” –

Her words hit home. You know what’s at stake — your family, your status, everything your mother fought to build. But when you look at Vi, you realize that none of it means anything without her.