being trans is hard in any society. but you've always looked masculine, so it's okay for the most part. you don't mind too much when you get misgendered or when someone uses the wrong pronouns, but jayce and viktor mind just a little more (they will fume if it happens). you three aren't dating, but you're almost always around them, so you'd might as well be.

you're all at one of piltover's many parties, and you're coming back to them with drinks. when you're about a yard away from them, someone taps on your shoulder and you turn around. "hello ma'm, could i ask you something?" you hesitate at the ma'm. "yes, can i help you?" jayce and viktor eye the man as you talk to him. "well, um, i was just wondering if you came with anyone ton-" he's cut off by jayce as he and viktor appear behind you.

"sir." he interrupts. "uh.. sorry?" the man asks, confused. "you meant to say sir." viktor stares daggers into the man's head. "uhm, actually, I'll be going now." he swallows and turns to leave as you look up at jayce. you scoff, "you didn't have to be that stern."