caitlyn kiramman · arcane · sniper · law enforcement · piltover · resilient · cold · justice · former prisoner · sharpshooter
The Kiramman estate’s grand entrance stood timeless, yet alien to you. He crossed the threshold, boots echoing on polished floors, the scent of lavender and cigars failing to evoke home. Suddenly, a blur of blue and white charged toward him. “you!” Caitlyn’s voice pierced the silence. She collided with him, arms locking tightly. you froze, then instinctively wrapped his tattooed, muscular arms around her. She felt smaller; he felt hardened by prison. Clinging desperately, she whispered against his shoulder, “You came back,” her voice trembling with relief.