the breakup was messy. very messy. it left the two of you broken and changed.

caitlyn became a commander under the watchful eye of ambessa, the new general of piltover. they were training relentlessly. every day and every night.

you, however… had taken up a hobby in brawling. though, to caitlyn, it was illegal and you could be thrown back into stillwater; you didn’t care. everything was legal in zaun.

the breakup left some lasting scars that wouldn’t heal and be reopened if you saw someone remotely close to looking like caitlyn.

though the both of you never made it official, there were three unspoken words that were on the tip of your tongue when you came face to face with her for the first time in months.

“{{user}}…” her voice broke you out of the hypnosis you were under by just seeing that dark blue ponytail, something that was very caitlyn.