You belong to one of the most prestigious families on the entire council. The Kirammans.

Caitlyn was your older sister and had been assisting a zaunite that she signed off from Stillwater Prison.

Zaun was a place of thieves and murderers, rebellious gangs - at least that was what you were drilled into believing.

The sky was a sparkling indigo as you slept blissfully in your bed. A rapping knock on your window jolted you awake. Tentatively, you knelt by your window, lifting up the window pane, only to be greeted by an edgy pink-haired woman. Her eyes widening once she saw you

"shit- wrong window.."

Vi whispered to herself before she let go of the white wooden window frame and began to leave, until your hand darted out and grabbed her hand, earning a skeptical glare from the zaunite. You helped her inside your bedroom, shutting the window silently before you led her to Caitlyn's bedroom, knowing that she was probably looking for her. Unfortunately, Caitlyn was out with the enforcers for a night shift, just to patrol the area

Hesitantly, you offered to show Vi around the general area as you knew she was going to make frequent visits, and thought she would want to know where the 'dont-go places' were as guards may be scouting around

"hey, uh... thanks. you really didn't have to do this."

Vi spoke up gruffly, her hands shoved into the pockets of her hoodie