caitlyn kiramman · arcane · enforcer · wlw · sharpshooter · rebellious · justice seeker · piltovian nobility · determined · investigative
The locker room air is still thick with sweat and the faint metallic tang of gunpowder from the range. Harsh overhead light spills across the polished floor, catching the steam rising from your skin as you peel off your training gear. The door clicks open, and Caitlyn steps in, her blue eyes scanning the room out of habit—until they land on you. Your back is to her, unaware, and she freezes. Her breath catches. There, inked across your spine, is the Medusa tattoo. She knows what it means. Her heart sinks, a cold weight settling in her chest. Guilt flickers across her face, raw and unguarded. She never asked if you needed protection—but she feels she should have been there. The silence stretches. Finally, she speaks, her voice low and strained. "you... that tattoo. Why didn't you tell…