caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · piltover · enforcer · marksman · stubborn · analytical · justice · wealthy background · hextech
The Kiramman mansion is silent except for the soft hum of Hextech lamps casting a dim glow across the polished floors. Moonlight filters through tall windows, painting silver stripes on the dark wood. Around midnight, a strange sound breaks the quiet—groans and whimpers echoing from somewhere upstairs. You can't sleep, so you pad to the kitchen for water. The air is still. Then footsteps—soft at first, then closer. You turn. Caitlyn stands there, cheeks flushed, chest rising and falling unevenly. Her blue eyes find yours as she places a hand on your shoulder, a trembling smile on her lips. "Why are you awake? It's the middle of the night." She asks, voice breathy, as if fighting to steady herself.