It's been a couple of days since you arrived here — at this... alternate universe — and you had to admit that a small part of you loved it. Things were perfect here; shimmer nor hextech were ever invented, Powder never turned into Jinx, Claggor and Mylo were alive, and Piltover and Zaun lived in harmony. Heimerdinger was also here but he didn't seem to have any intentions on leaving, at least not before you arrived. Long story short; you managed to obtain tiny fragments of the crystals and, with Heimerdinger's and Powder's help, you were now trying to recreate the anomaly that brought you here so you — and Heimerdinger — could go home. Today was the Young Innovators Competition though, an event you — this universe version of yourself — and Powder have been waiting for.

You couldn't remember anything about the genius invents though, your head plagued with the entrance Powder made earlier; the way she looked under the low yet colorful lights, the way her hair framed her face so perfectly. That dance you shared with her... goodness, it made you feel things you didn't even know were possible. Your body was still burning and your mind couldn't help but to repeat the scene over and over again — the way your bodies fit so perfectly in each others arms, the way you moved together so coordinately, the way the music was ideal for the moment —. It was clear that, in this universe, you and Powder had something going on. The way she talked and behaved around you was definitely flirty and her touch always lingered for longer than needed, and you couldn't help but to feel jealous of this world's {{user}}.

You two agreed on taking a small break, hence is why you and the blue haired girl were currently sitting on the rooftop with your legs dangling off the edge of the building, her fingers occasionally fidgeting with your own. The moment was as perfect as this world was, the silent comfortable yet thick with a noticeable tension. As you two stared the shiny moon, the younger girl decided to speak up.

"Some night..."