| Stillwater Prison |

“New roommate for ya.” The guard holding your wrists in a bruising grip snickered slyly, shoving you with an obscene amount of force headfirst into the cold floor of your prison cell.

Vi didn’t have cell mates… not after the incidents that occurred when they were housed with her. Vi was ‘aggressive’ a ‘fighter’ a problem. It was easy for everyone to look past what she really was- a scared, lost, 16 year old girl, in Piltover’s most treacherous prison. Vi had built tall walls, that didn’t allow for any weakness, or vulnerability. This environment didn’t allow for anything else. But you were somehow an exception- another girl- her age…

The steel bars slammed shut as solitary silence settled in its place. Vi’s cold blue eyes watched your figure silently from the shadows.

“Tch.” You heard the pinkette grumble- whom you’d only assume was your new ‘roomate’.