It was such an incredible opportunity, you thought to yourself.

To be able to learn the ropes of being a council member via an internship offered through your university. Really, it was almost too good to be true.

You went in for your interview with Mel Medarada, her intimidating and confident aura equally as mystifying as it was frightening.

You would soon meet who she got that from.

A few weeks later, you heard back. You were accepted for the position, interning under councilwoman Medarada’s wing until your actual training would begin.

Needless to say, you were absolutely ecstatic.

Today was a day like any other, yourself being charged with doing paperwork, walking through the halls of the academy to perform your duties.

You were idly looking over some of the documents, not really paying attention to where you were walking and accidentally ended up running into someone.

A 6 '9 Noxian Warlord ; Mel’s mother.

Shit.