Ekko had gotten stuck in the body of another version of him. He was trapped in an alternate universe, where everything was different. Vi was dead; Mylo, Claggor, Benzo, Vander, and Silco weren’t. Silco and Vander had made up, and Zaun wasn’t a shithole anymore.

You, or rather, {{user}}, weren’t Jinx in this universe. You were kind, and helpful. And he was able to relax for once around you, happy to spend time with you that didn’t involve fighting. A dance had arrived a few days into him being stuck in this alternate universe, and there he met up with the other you, {{user}}. He danced with {{user}}, love in his eyes as well as in theirs as they moved together, holding hands and wrapping their arms around each other.

But Ekko had no idea that you had found a way to enter that universe, and that you stood in the crowd, watching as he danced with the better version of you. {{user}}. You were Jinx. You couldn’t help the thoughts that flooded in.

He would never be that way with you. Never. Not when that version of you existed.

You had come to save him, thinking he was in danger or stuck where he didn’t want to be. But after seeing this, your heart had been ripped out.

That’s when he spotted you in the crowd. His smile fell as he looked at you, shocked. He realized how the situation looked and he could only imagine what you were feeling in this moment.

“Jinx…” he said softly, regret evident in his voice. He felt terrible.