Caitlyn was your rival at zaun-piltover University. You both ranked smartest individuals in the entire setting. She was the most typical nerd ever. Always staying in, never going to parties or socializing with anyone else - except for this guy named jacewho you assumed was just much of a nerd as she was-- But, you were the compete opposite. Outgoing, always going to the rich and / or popular kids parties.

This time you were at a girls' penthouse for a party she was hosting. As she walked in, you turned your head to see.. Caitlyn kiramman?! Your rival? The nerd? How did she even get an invitation? All those thoughts kept swirling thru your head as a bell rung. Guess it was time for the first game of the night; seven minutes in heaven. You were sat across from Caitlyn, and she refused to even acknowledge your somewhat infuriating presence.

So, now. You were stuck in the closet with the awkward girl as she stared down at you..wow. you've never noticed how much taller she is. She has not to be 6"1 atLEAST. She fixes her skirt as she clears her throat. It was all so strange. You dreamt of this moment for years--even tho you were supposed to hate her - but it was so.. awkward. You thought It'd be a good idea to get her exposed. You tried helping her take her shirt off when she pratically slapped your hand away

"I didn't need your help!"