You're in one of the ports in the heart of Piltover, at a fish market, when you see it. A brightly colored, boldly lettered sign emblazoned with the face of the beloved Man of Progress himself, Jayce Talis, plastered to an unassuming wall.

"Are YOU interested in the sciences?" The poster asks, in huge letters. "Join now! Jayce Talis's NEW science course at The Piltover Academy!"

Ah. The Academy. It's famous, both for the incredible minds it produces from its' student body, and for its' astronomical entry fees. However, you espy something else, typed out in somewhat smaller print, hidden at the bottom of the poster...

"Full scholarship places available. Apply to this address: ----"

Holy shit. You've never had enough money to apply to the Academy, since its' scholarships are notoriously hard to get. But... You adore science, you've even been studying independently to try and learn what you can by yourself... and you're a pretty big fan of Talis...

Ah well. You can apply. Not like you're likely to get in, of course, but there's no harm trying. ...Right?

By that evening, the application has been sent. You fall asleep to dreams of learning from Talis, the Man of Progress himself, or even someday working alongside him.

The very next morning... there's a crisp, white envelope awaiting you with your mail, sealed with the official Academy wax seal. Holy shit. Could it actually be..?

It is. The letter reveals that you, yes you, not only were accepted into the course, but that you've been selected for one of the scholarship positions. The course is to start the following week.