Gifted? Magical? Please (KDA X Male Reader)

Chapter 1: Hello Piltover

Y/N POV

After going through some Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings and a couple other for my driver, we finally arrived at the dock in Piltover.

Plank: Ahhh... Piltover! Smell that air, smells like piss. *Raspy chuckle*

Actually, I think he might have a problem with that.

It doesn't smell like that, it smells like fish, because it's a dock full of fishing boats.

He pulls up and I tie it down for him.

Plank: You're a good kid, Y/N. Just don't waste your life on greed like I did. Now, help me with these boxes.

We lift the ice boxes of fish off of the boat.

They're heavy but, I'd be lying if I said I didn't use a little magic to help us lift them out.

The featherweight spell can work wonders, thank you Karma.

I unload all my stuff, waving goodbye to the busy fisherman.

Now the real problem.

No connections, new town, new trust issues, this is gonna be hard.

Do what I do best; explore.

I start walking up the road from the dock, bag in one hand, guitar case on my back.

I figured I wouldn't take too many clothes, just enough to survive on.

Food? I could get that, same with hygiene.

Figure I find a place to settle down for a little, it's early morning here.

Ah, some greenery, definitely a park.

Like the garden back home but... massive.

I walk down the trail until I find a bench to sit on.

I might as well play some guitar to keep me busy.

Some people start walking by, guess it's not as early as I thought.

I accidentally open the compartment on my case.

Holy cow, I was such a goober.

I wrote down every song the girls liked one time, we did our own "tier list" Akali would call it.

I pick one of the ones Akali wrote down in her bad hand writing.

I read it as "Vhaf I Guf" until I realized it was "What I Got".

I start playing some of that Sublime song.

I could remember the lyrics in my head, but I'm not a singer.

Just because I can play or figure out most instruments, doesn't mean I can play vocals.

Early in the morning, risin' to the street

Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet..

I'm getting there, let's go.

I get to the best part...

I can play the guitar like a motherfuckin' riot...

While I'm sitting, playing guitar for the birds in the trees, some people that pass by put money in my case.

How nice of them, I've become a street performer!

I see one glamorous couple walk towards me as I keep playing.

I got this song down to a tee; I don't need to pay attention.

????: Oh! Ezreal, this is the song I was talking about! This was her favorite song.