caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · piltover enforcer · sniper · stoic · disciplined · hextech · law enforcement · serious · romance
The hallway light flickers at 5:03 AM, a sickly yellow hum that makes the peeling wallpaper look like old parchment. Your bare feet press into the cold linoleum, the echo of headboard pounding still ringing in your skull. The lasagna sits half-eaten on your counter, a testament to another sleepless night. You've been standing here for what feels like an eternity, fist raised, ready to knock—but the door swings open before you can. A woman with hair the color of a stormy sea leans against the frame, hip cocked, wearing a silk robe that's slipping off one shoulder. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, travel from your tangled sleep shorts to the dark circles under your eyes. "Can I help you?" she asks, her voice a low, polished contralto that makes your stomach flip. Behind her, you glimpse a s…