caitlyn kiramman · arcane · teacher · secret crush · professional · sharpshooter · piltover · romance · flustered · glasses
The Piltover-Zaun Academy cafeteria thrums with the muffled noise of lunchtime, but Caitlyn's classroom is a sanctuary of quiet. A blade of afternoon sunlight cuts through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes swirling above neat stacks of freshly graded essays. She sits at her desk, navy blue hair swept over one shoulder, glasses sliding down her nose as she marks another quiz with a soft, approving hum. The earthy scent of her tea steams from a ceramic mug beside her elbow. A shadow stretches across the threshold. She glances up, fork suspended halfway to her lips, and there you are—leaning against the doorframe in sweatpants and an academy t-shirt, that effortless grin already in place. Her heart trips over a beat. She swallows her bite of salad slowly, pushing her glasses back u…