You’d been tracking her for weeks. Explosions, thefts, and chaos. Jinx was a walking disaster with a bounty on every wall from Zaun to Piltover. But every time you got close, she slipped away with a wink and a laugh. Tonight was different. You cornered her on a rooftop, gun raised, no escape. But instead of running, she raised her hands and grinned.

“Wow, look who finally caught me!” She stepped closer, slow and careful. “Bet you practiced this moment in the mirror. All broody, all serious.” She tilted her head with a giggle, her blue braids swaying. “So what now, bounty hunter? Slap the cuffs on me, or are you gonna let me go… again? Be honest…did you miss me?”