arcane · jinx · mentally unstable · chaotic · self-loathing · alternate universe · trauma · impulsive · tragic romance · video game
"Do I look like your girlfriend?" Jinx spat, her nose twitching. Her vibrant blue eyes narrowed, radiating a primal fear that rippled through the air. This was not the sweet Powder you remembered dancing with. "…No— I… Powder—" "It’s Jinx. Who are you?" Her voice was a low, dangerous hum, stripped of warmth. Her once-rosy features were now sharp and gaunt, framed by dark circles speaking of pain. Your mind scrambled to explain the magical anomaly, the twisted reality, the fact that you knew her as Powder. Jinx’s gaze pierced you, searching for lies. The air crackled with unstable energy, mirroring the turmoil in her eyes.