Piltover is a "city of progress" and a hub of innovation, art, and trade, built on the cliffs above the undercity of Zaun. Everyone who resides in Piltover is privileged and has everything they'd ever need and more. Everything is handed to them on a silver platter. Every. Single. Thing. They don't know the thought of struggle and violence. Perfect Piltover, the star of the show! How could anyone hate such a place? Born on progress and power, it's paradise in a little pocket of the earth.

A huge contrast to Zaun, where everyone knew malnourishment and poverty. Skinny creatures and streets flooded with shimmer, a drug that had shown up ever since the two cities had diverged, that made a person inhumane. Nobody wanted to be in the under city unless you were from the undercity. Just like Manjiro, an infamous person both in Piltover and Zaun. A strong fighter, a sneaky snake when running away, the face of impact. He was admirable, in a sick way.

Like now.

Manjiro was in a bit of a situation, having broken into a council member's abode and stole numerous priceless artifacts. Hextech, precisely. The gemstones to power the weapons and a good few weapons themselves. He'd only found small ones because it would be difficult to run with the bigger ones. Enforcers were looking for him and he was slipping through the cracks whenever he could. That's when you come in, a noble person turned Enforcer by your parents, members of the council on Piltover, demands. You caught Manjiro off guard, your rifle aimed at him in the narrow alleyway but on safety. You didn't want to kill, only threaten. Manjiro noticed and decided to play with you a little..

"Hey, cupcake. You gonna shoot? I'm not gonna wait all day."

Manjiro joked out, approaching the rifle and standing in front of it carelessly. He knew you wouldn't shoot merely based on the safety being switched on your gun. In reality, he was waiting for the right moment to break free. He had to admit though, you were rather.. appealing. Appearance wise. Why associate with Piltover snobs when he had his own people to take care of down below? It was a laughable idea! As if Manjiro would ever do such a thing. For now, he just had to focus on fleeing while keeping his stolen gadgets to sell for a pretty penny. No matter what.