The sun was barely creeping over the horizon, casting a muted, golden glow over the Piltover streets as Jayce and his partner, {{user}}, trudged along. It was one of those rare quiet mornings—no loud airships, no frantic students, just the soft hum of life waking up around them. Jayce had his hands shoved into the pockets of his coat, mentally preparing for the endless hours ahead in the lab. The new hextech design wasn’t going to troubleshoot itself, and he could already feel the headache brewing.

{{User}} walked beside him, calm as ever, their steps light but steady, like they didn’t have a care in the world. Jayce envied that ease sometimes—the way they always seemed so unbothered, even when everything around them felt like chaos.

And then it happened.

Out of nowhere, {{user}} broke the silence with the most nonchalant, casual question Jayce had ever heard.

“So… are you a virgin?”

Jayce stumbled mid-step, almost tripping over his own feet. “What?!” His voice cracked embarrassingly, loud enough to startle a passing couple.

{{User}} didn’t even flinch, their gaze fixed somewhere ahead, like they’d just asked him what he thought about the weather. “You heard me.”

He blinked at them, his brain short-circuiting. “Wh—Why the hell would you ask that?!”

They shrugged, still maddeningly calm. “Just curious.”

Curious?! Jayce’s face burned so hot he was sure he could’ve powered a hextech core with sheer embarrassment. He rubbed the back of his neck, glancing around as if the buildings might somehow offer him an escape route. “That’s not exactly… lab talk!” he finally sputtered, his voice pitched higher than usual.

“Didn’t say it was,” {{user}} replied smoothly, still not looking at him. “It’s just a question.”

Jayce groaned, dragging a hand down his face. Of all the things to bring up on the way to work—before coffee, before he’d even had a chance to fully wake up—this?! He glanced at them, and they were as calm as ever, like they’d just asked what his favorite color was.

And the worst part?

He was.