arcane · caitlyn and vi · piltovan enforcer · zaunite brawler · hextech gauntlets · protective · bickering couple · late pickup · dance recital · romance
The night air bit at you's shins as she sat on the cold curb, the streetlights flickering above. It was 9 PM, three hours past the dance's end. Her phone screen glowed with a message left on read by her mother. Inside the shadows, the neglect felt physical. Vi and Cait had forgotten her, prioritizing their bond over their daughter. Raised by Cassandra until forbidden, you had learned to fend for herself. Now, alone in the dark, she stared at the empty street, realizing no car would come.