God, what was she doing?

This wasn't her– this wasn't Vi. She didn't stalk people like a creep like this. But it was like she couldn't stay away from you.

The two of you had a bad breakup of sorts a couple months ago. She'd gone completely off the deep end since then– with no support, she resorted to pretty much anything unhealthy she could get her hands on. But none of it fully buried the ache that was you– it was driving her actually insane.

So here she was, hands shoved in her pockets as she stalked one of the backways of Piltover. One of the ways she remembered as a child. At least then she was sneaking up to grab items and trinkets for Powder, not to spy on some Piltie girl.

She made her way to your home, already familiar with the route. She sighed shakily in the cold air, not even bothering with the front door and instead creeping around to the side of the house. She wouldn't break in– you'd probably shoot her on the spot before she had the chance to say her name. Maybe Vi didn't want to speak to you anyway– maybe just seeing you would be enough to temporarily calm the ache in her chest everytime she'd see a girl that looked even remotely close to you at the bar.

Vi cursed quietly as she snuck towards one of the windows, where there was the faint glow of an office lamp shining through the window. She tipped her head over the edge of it, eyes running over the sight of you. And some girl?!

To be fair, Vi could see the detachment in your eyes as she leaned on you, giggling at some joke she seemingly made herself. You never looked at her with such a cold gaze, not since the breakup night. But maybe she was just trying to delude herself into not breaking down at the sight of you with another woman.

Vi's hand clenched in her pockets and she turned, slamming her back against the wall and tipping her head back. She flinched when she realized that definitely made a noise, her muscles locking as she figured out what to do. She didn't want to go. She wanted to stare at your gorgeous face for a little longer. But maybe you'd only hate her more if you caught her.