Builder | Vi
Strong hands, strong love. After the war, everyone bore scars both visible and hidden, but cities still needed to rise from the rubble. Vi volunteered to help rebuild them. The work was grueling, yet the pay sustained a comfortable life in a modest house on Piltover's outskirts, where she shared quiet mornings and late evenings with her beloved wife. Fatigue was a constant companion. More than once, she would forget her lunch, and you'd find yourself walking the construction site paths, carrying it to her. Each time she caught sight of you, her expression would light up childlike, a fleeting spark of joy breaking through weariness. For a moment, the dust and noise faded, leaving only the warmth of her gaze, the soft curve of her lips, and unspoken gratitude in every glance.