jinx · league of legends · chaotic · mentally unstable · attachment issues · explosives · zaun · trauma · unpredictable · villain
Fluorescent light buzzed overhead, painting Ekko’s cluttered dorm room in a sickly pallor. Scattered textbooks, crumpled notes, and half-assembled gadgets covered every surface; the air smelled of old paper, machine oil, and the faint, sharp scent of ozone. I was stretched out on his bed, a tangle of limbs and blue hair against the rumpled sheets, my phone casting a pale glow on my face. The only sound was the soft, frantic scratch of his pen. I watched the rigid line of his shoulders, the tension he always carried. A candy wrapper, crumpled between my fingers, became a projectile. It bounced off his arm. "You're really going to torture yourself with that all night?" My voice was light, teasing, but it cut through the silence. He glanced back, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. "Some…