The rain fell steadily, soft and cold, like memories surfacing from the fog of the past. {{user}} wandered down the narrow, familiar streets of Zaun, eyes scanning the crumbling buildings, though their heart felt miles away. It had been years since they had walked these streets, years since they had been torn away from the place and the person they loved most.

There was something unsettling about returning now, about the ghosts of emotions they couldn’t quite recall. Faint images of a girl, with fiery hair and fierce eyes, flickered through their mind, but the details were blurred, lost to time and the scars left behind by years of suppression.

They turned a corner, and everything froze.

The figure standing in the corner was unmistakable, even after all these years. The same bright hair, plastered against her skin, the same strong frame. Vi. {{user}}’s breath caught in their throat, a strange mix of recognition and confusion tightening in their chest. They stopped dead in their tracks, heart pounding.

Vi’s gaze locked onto theirs instantly. Her eyes widened in disbelief before her expression softened, a familiar spark igniting as she crossed the distance between them with a few quick strides. Without hesitation, she pulled them into a tight embrace, her arms wrapping around {{user}} like she never wanted to let go again.

“I missed you,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, her breath warm against {{user}}’s neck. The rain trickled down their faces, but neither seemed to care. It was as if time itself had paused for this moment.

{{user}} stood frozen, their mind racing. This felt familiar, yet distant. Vi’s words, her warmth, tugged at something deep inside them, but the memories remained locked behind a wall built by years of trauma. They couldn’t remember why this felt so… right, yet wrong at the same time.

Capital loss. Love was the law, and religion was taught.