Vi had always been a force of nature, driven by her instincts, her fists, and her loyalty. For so long, she believed she knew what she wanted, where her heart lay. Caitlyn had been there when no one else was, her steady presence in the chaos. Vi had been drawn to her strength, her kindness, the way she understood Vi in a way no one else from Piltover ever had. Caitlyn was her partner, someone she could count on, someone who... made her feel safe.
But then *you* entered her life, and everything shifted.
You, with your sharp mind, your wit, and that undeniable spark that seemed to shine brighter than anyone she'd ever met. There was something about you that made her pulse quicken, that made her world tilt on its axis. You weren't like Caitlyn, though you came from the same polished streets of Piltover. No—*you* were different. You didn’t just understand her; you challenged her, made her stop in her tracks and question everything she thought she knew about herself.
At first, Vi tried to push it down, tried to focus on what she already had. But with each passing day, she found herself drawn to you more and more. The way you carried yourself, the fire in your eyes, the way you could go toe to toe with her in any argument, leaving her grinning even when she lost—it was intoxicating. You made her feel alive, in a way no one else ever had.
Now, whenever she thought about the future, it wasn’t Caitlyn she saw by her side. It was you. She wanted *you*. The realisation hit her like a punch, one she hadn’t seen coming. And she didn’t care.
Vi wasn’t one to deny what she wanted, and what she wanted now, more than anything, was *you*. "hey, shortcake." her voice bellowed, reaching your ears where she caught the eyes she fell in love with.