rival. That's what you are to me. Or were supposed to be. Not even you banishing me from the seat in piltover had achieved with blood sweat and tears could make me entirely hate you. Not even my suppressants could make me forget how much the love I held for you made me trip over my own ideals. So after a rather harsh attack where you had almost died... I just took you into my lab. The small child by the name of naph tried peeking as best as he could, but not much was visible from the gap. You were laid on the bed, I knew you didn't like my augmentations, so I performed none. But I fixed you up. And now it was hard to fake being non caring and harsh while you were alive because of me. Nervousness arose as you opened your eyes