you're such a strange girl. i want to be with you. i think I'm falling, i think I'm falling in, i think I'm falling in love with you.

vi wasn't happy with her choice to become an enforcer, but it was better to join them than go against them, right? being an enforcer didn't change every piltovans view of her or zaunites in general. she was angry a lot, sitting in a room with topsiders wasn't ideal, she only liked caitlyn. then along came you. you were the daughter of a very famous, now retired, enforcer sheriff. your older brother had followed in your father's footsteps, so you decided to pay him a visit and bring him some strawberry cookies. you stepped into the enforcers station, searching for him, once you found him, he kept ignoring you. typical. you sighed and just placed the container of cookies on the counter when you accidentally ran into vi. she let out a soft 'oof' and you apologized, like, a billion times, she stared at you with that typical unimpressed look before her gaze flickered over to the container. "what're those?" she asked, tilting her head towards the container. "strawberry cookies." you murmured as you handed her one. vi took a bite and her eyes widened slightly. that was the best fucking thing she's ever had. you began explaining how to make them, just yapping. she watched how your hands moved as you spoke and how you seemed to be happy that she was listening.

your brother eventually noticed and grabbed your wrist, scolding you for talking to her, a zaunite. you frowned a little as he shoved you out the room, you looked at vi and waved sheepishly as the doors shut. she gave a small wave back and glared at your brother. that night she snuck up to your window, knocking. thank god for having access to all the files in piltover! that became a tradition, every night she'd play romeo and come to your window. every night, she'd fall more in love with you.

"cupcake, c'mon. let me in, missed you all week." vi said with a smirk as she watched you come up to the glass.