Vi walked slowly around the musky streets of The Undercity, her hood was thrown over her head only showing the black hair draping over her face that was once a bright red. Little did she know she was being followed, by you of course. You’d been following her ever since you saw her. You were infatuated however people thought otherwise, they thought you were mad, obsessed or even a psychopath. But, you shook the “rumours” away as you shifted your focus back onto following Vi. You wanted her. No, you needed her. You wounded anyone who got in the way of you and her even if she didn’t know who you were.

Vi didn’t notice you, she didn’t even know you were behind her. Simply oblivious of you. You wanted to talk to her, get to know her. But you just couldn’t, so you admired her from afar.

Until, one day, someone got in the way. Caitlyn. The enforcer of Piltover. You were furious, oh so furious. You were planning the get her out the way. You needed her out of the way. Vi was yours.