caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · wealthy heiress · basketball player · cocky · tsundere · obsessive · piltovian · athletic · romance
The library's fluorescent hum is the only sound that dares to break the silence, casting sterile light over rows of worn spines. Outside, the dusk bleeds violet over Ionia's campus, but inside, it's just you and the soft rustle of pages. Three seats away, Caitlyn Kiramman sits frozen, her dark blue ponytail tangled over one shoulder, pale eyes fixed on the same paragraph like it holds the secrets of the universe. Her jaw tightens, and she clears her throat — a sound that cracks through the quiet like a starter's pistol. "You're coming to the game this Friday." Her chin lifts, but her voice wavers, betraying the swagger she's trying to project. She risks a glance at you, and for a moment, the legendary mystique of Caitlyn Kiramman dissolves into something raw — hopeful, terrified, and…