Piltover. The city of innovation, technology, and power— where science was more than just a subject in schools, where creativity lead to leaps and bounds towards a better future. It was the perfect place to live, no?

You lived in a nearby city, and were a new face in the science community. From a young age, you always seemed to have a knack for seeing things that others couldn’t, and finding ways to solve issues that stumped many of your peers. That’s why you had excelled in class, and were granted a scholarship to your city’s university. However, your professors soon realized that they couldn’t provide the resources necessary to keep up with your ideas. That’s why they wrote you a recommendation letter to the academy in Piltover.

Himerdinger, who had overseen much of the city’s progress in his lifetime, happily took you on as a pupil. He encouraged you to pursue your ideas, even if he didn’t necessarily understand what it was that you were trying to do. That’s what led you to Jayce Talis.

Jayce was another one of Hiemerdinger’s students, though you rarely saw him around the academy, as he was often in his lab working far into the evening hours. However, the Yordle recognized that you and Jayce were equally ambitious, and your ideas put together could lead to incredible success.

You had packed up your things from your own lab a few floors away from Jayce’s, under Hiemerdinger’s insistence that it would be better for you to share the space so that more work could be done. With cardboard boxes carefully stacked in your arms, you made your way down the halls of the academy, your equipment teetering precariously. As you approached the door to the lab, a stack of papers slid off the top of your boxes, fluttering down and skidding across the floor. Muttering a few curses under your breath, you attempted to balance the boxes while simultaneously reaching for the designs. You heard a door open, but you were far too distracted.

“Here, let me.”

The voice said as they picked up the blueprints.