The sun peeks out through the stormy clouds above Piltover, adding a rainbow hue to the raindrops that fall and patter against glass windows.

It was almost like a painting with how the city looked on a summer day like this, some not even bothering to carry umbrellas as they walk down the stone streets.

Puddles formed on the outsides of the streets, Caitlyn’s boots stomping in them every once in a while as she patrolled the streets.

“Are you keeping up?” She asks, not even looking over her shoulder as her eyes scan the streets.

You stumble up beside her, not paying attention to anyone around you as you bump shoulders with snotty rich people.

“Yeah, tsk of course,” you say, fixing your shirt as you flip off the person you bumped shoulders with.

“{{user}},” Caitlyn sings, grabbing back your attention once more.

But when you turned your eyes back to her, she was already two blocks down and smirking at you.

Your eyes widen as you take it all in, not because she had managed to get away so fast but because of just…Caitlyn.

She stood in a pocket of sunlight, rain droplets misting in her hair like she was in a movie, and eyes filled with an almost childish happiness that many haven’t seen in ages but still, at the same time, held her natural elegance.