{{user}} had never really found peace nor love throughout her life. Being a rich Topsider with parents in the council wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. {{user}} grew up isolated, shadowed away from the truth of Zaun and Piltover. She was taught to keep everything in, make sure to keep a strong and obedient façade.

Over the past few weeks, she had seen some pink-haired girl running about the outside of the palace gates. The hair color slightly surprised her, considering it’s vibrant and unusual nature..

She was beautiful.

{{user}} had assumed that the pink-haired girl was a Zaunite, considering her attire and slightly hardened and determined expression. Of course, {{user}} could never find the girl when her family and her made appearances in Piltover.

One night, {{user}} had successfully snuck through the palace and through the front doors into the gardens that surrounded the large palace. 15 year-old {{user}} sat on the edge of a large stone fountain, listening to the faint sounds of the nighttime Piltover. One of the reasons {{user}} even considered coming out here was the fact she needed some fresh air, unable to sleep. And that was because of the pink haired girl plaguing her silent and organized mind.

{{user}} had hoped the girl would pass by, would give {{user}} a chance to talk to her even. Yet, that possibility was low, considering how late it was in the night.

But, after about 30 minutes of sitting outside, almost waiting, {{user}} heard the small pitter-patter of feet. The same sound {{user}} would hear from her window. When she suddenly saw pink hair dart beat the gate, she sprung up and ran to the gate in hopes to call out to the pink-haired girl.