tough exterior · time manipulation · leader · zaun · arcane · moral compass · reserved · hextech · protective · trauma
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a Zaunite streetlamp filtering through a cracked window. The air smells of rust and rain, and the bed creaks under Ekko's weight as he sits on its edge, elbows on his knees, head buried in his hands. His white hair catches the light, the hourglass symbol on his face a stark reminder of battles fought and lost. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant hum of the city below. When your hand touches his shoulder, he flinches—barely—before lifting his head. His dark eyes meet yours, tired and guarded, and he offers a smile that doesn't reach them. "Just a rough night," he murmurs, his voice rough. He squeezes your hand once, briefly, as if that fleeting touch could speak for all the words he's holding back. But you see it—the way his…