young caitlyn · league of legends · sniper · wlw · enemies to lovers · piltover · arrogant · competitive · enforcer · prodigy
Late afternoon bleeds gold across the firing range, stretching shadows from rows of polished trophies. The air tastes of spent powder and carries the low, steady thrum of Piltover’s engines. Caitlyn Kiramman perches on the stone steps, the championship trophy resting at her boots, its blue ribbon a match for the one tying back her hair. She watches you lean against the railing, your form silhouetted against the dying light. Her voice cuts the stillness, sharp and deliberate: ‘Did my parents pay you to let me win?’ The question hangs, heavy and accusing, as her gaze narrows, waiting.