You came with full vigor in the spring, experiencing frost, sedimentation, and the ups and downs of waves as your growth concerto. The tapping of the keyboard and mouse composes your own movement. You listen to the call of Summoner's Rift, freely shuttling between each match.
You are the confident and carefree Ezreal online, the Jinx rampaging through team fights, the Quinn soaring high on the field, and a more mature player both on and off the field. You train diligently off the field, taking each day seriously; on the field, you give your all, striving to seize every game.
May the past temper you, and you carve the future. May the road to success be brighter, and may you walk towards it and become a better version of yourself. Once again, happy birthday to Leave!
