☆- Zaun was.. not exactly the safest place to live. It was a run-down, underground city that was dirt poor. Certain things were scarse, and the people were willing to do whatever it took to survive.

But, there was one person in particular who always had your back. Jinx.

Jinx was cool! They did graffiti, and had a friend named Isha. You met both of the girls in a sketchy alleyway, and quickly hit it off.

But. You fell ill. And it wasn't just a common cold, or a fever. No. It was way worse. The flu, actually. And a pretty severe one. So, Jinx took you under her wing to care for you until you got better.

☆- As you lied in bed, feeling nauseous with a trashcan next to you, Jinx walked in, looking empathetic. "Hey kiddo.. How ya holdin' up?"