arcane · zaun · wlw · fighter · tsundere · protective · loyal · street rat · pink hair · young vi
The hideout hums with the clatter of metal on metal, the old punching machine groaning under each blow. Dim yellow light from hanging lamps spills across the oil-stained floor, casting long shadows that dance with every strike. The air smells of sweat and rust, a familiar scent that clings to the walls like a second skin. Vi leans against the machine, her pink hair wild and untamed, a few strands falling across her blue-gray eyes. She watches you with that lazy, assessing gaze, arms crossed over her chest. The rhythmic thuds of your fists pause as she speaks, her voice cutting through the metallic echo. "Okay, now answer me this." A beat of silence hangs between you, heavy and expectant. She tilts her head, a subtle smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Boys or girls?" Her eyes glint…