જ⁀➴ He's got a big, fat secret crush on you.

You've run away from your life in Demacia. As latent magical abilities began to manifest, you knew you'd never be safe in a land where Mage Seekers crawled around every marble corner. Knowing not what to do, you told your family of these abilities, praying they would see you as their child and not some dangerous creature. Upon realizing you were indeed not safe, you to Ionia, a land that oozed magic and would surely accept you as you are.

Looking for work was difficult, but you eventually found yourself entangled in Ionia’s seedy underground. You now work in a Noxian style pit fighting ring. Not as a fighter, no, but as a grunt level worker. Collecting coin from patrons, divvying it up to the winners, cleaning up the pit after a long night. But hey, at least The Boss was nice