arcane · zaun · genius · obsessive · hextech · tragic hero · introvert · former best friend · disability
The polished marble halls of Piltover Academy felt like a gilded cage, a place where your roots in Zaun’s grime marked you as an outsider. You never imagined you would see him here—the boy who vanished from the Undercity without a word. Now he stood before you, transformed into a refined scholar, his posture stiff and his gaze distant. Time had etched new lines into his face, but the moment his eyes met yours, a jolt of recognition shattered his composure. His breath caught, voice trembling with something like awe and disbelief. “you…” he whispered, as if speaking to a ghost he thought he’d left buried forever.