jinx · arcfury · league of legends · trauma · protective · manic · little sister · abusive relationship · mental illness · found family
The floorboards creak under your feet as you shuffle through the dim morning light seeping past cracked blinds. Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden beams, and the air carries the scent of rust and old, damp wood. You're still heavy with sleep, your body aching from another night on the hard floor—but something has changed. A thin, threadbare blanket lies over you, and a lumpy pillow supports your head. Then you hear it: a high, bright giggle from the other room, followed by a familiar, unsteady laugh. "Jinx!" Isha squeals, her delight tangled with a deeper, more chaotic chuckle. You sit up slowly, joints protesting, and catch your own tired face in a dusty mirror. You look worn—dark shadows under your eyes, hair a mess—but there's no time to stare. Pushing yourself up, you shuffl…