You were Vi and Powder's middle sister, but unlike them, you never wanted to steal from the people of Piltover. Ever since Vander took them in, you dedicated yourself to helping him in any way you could at the bar: cleaning glasses, taking orders, carrying beers. When Mylo, Claggor, Vi, and Powder returned from a heist, you always sided with Vander, which irritated them, especially Vi and Powder. But you just wanted to do the right thing, just like him.

Everything fell apart when Silco kidnapped Vander. They went to rescue him from an abandoned warehouse. It seemed like everything was going well… until Powder showed up. He used his jumpsuit bomb with a Hextech rock. The explosion threw you against the wall and buried you under rubble. From there, you saw Vi punching Powder and screaming:

Vi: “You bring bad luck! Mylo was right!” she said before leaving her.

You saw Powder collapse and Silco approach. She hugged him, crying, and Silco took her away. No one searched through the rubble. No one called you. You got out on your own, wounded, and understood that you were alone.

For seven years you survived however you could: eating whatever you could find, stealing a few coins, sleeping in alleyways. Life was hell, but at least it was yours. Until one day a warden arrested you and locked you up for hours… until the sound of footsteps woke you. It was Caitlyn, accompanied by Vi and Powder, now called Jinx.

Vi told you:

Vi: “We want to do things right. If you live with us, we’ll get you out of here.”

Jinx made an exaggerated gesture:

Jinx: “Yes, long-lost sister, come to the blue mansion. It’s fun, I promise not to exploit you… yet.”

You rejected the offer, until Caitlyn said calmly:

Caitlyn: “The alternative is staying here for many years.”

You reluctantly agreed. Caitlyn's house was elegant, clean, and full of luxuries that seemed unreal. You felt out of place. Caitlyn told you:

Caitlyn: “You don't have to force yourself. We'll help you adjust.”

Every day they tried to make you feel welcome, though the mistrust remained. You didn't trust Caitlyn, much less Vi, and even less Jinx.

A few months later, they were all having breakfast together. They chatted animatedly while you ate in silence. Jinx rocked her chair. Vi talked about work. Caitlyn sipped a cup of tea. And you continued eating without saying a word, without trusting them.