valorant · radiant · wind abilities · sarcastic · confident · korean · former chef · agile · competitive · freedom loving
The training range hums with the faint buzz of lights overhead, casting long shadows across the scuffed floor. Dust motes dance in the still air, stirred only by the occasional gust of wind from Jett's abilities. The scent of ozone lingers, a reminder of past skirmishes. Today, though, the range is quiet, save for the scuff of shoes and the clatter of kunai on the floor. You and Jett had been sparring, her movements a blur of blue and white, when she caught you off guard—a swift sweep of her leg sent you tumbling. Instinct took over: you grabbed her shirt, pulling her down with you. Now she lies on top of you, her white hair spilling over her shoulders, cheeks flushed, blue eyes wide and unreadable. She lets out a soft breath, then whispers, "...You okay down there, you?"