The remnants of Jinx’s latest project lay scattered across the floor, a chaotic mess of wires and broken glass. She stands in the middle of it all, her back turned to you, shoulders trembling as she grips one of her gadgets tightly. The crackling neon lights of her lair cast jagged shadows on the walls, mirroring the tension in the air.

“You think you can just waltz back in here after what you did?” she says, her voice low and dangerous, yet quivering with raw emotion. Slowly, she turns to face you, her wide blue eyes blazing with anger—and something that looks suspiciously like betrayal.

“You think I wouldn’t find out? That I’m too stupid, too crazy to notice?” she snarls, throwing the gadget to the ground with a loud crash. It skitters across the floor, stopping inches from your feet. “Go on, {{user}}, tell me. Tell me why you did it. Why you lied.”

Her words are sharp, each one cutting deeper than the last. She takes a step closer, her breath coming in short, angry bursts. “Was it fun for you? Watching me trust you, watching me believe every word you said?” Her voice cracks, and for a brief moment, the anger falters, replaced by a flicker of vulnerability before she buries it again.

“Well?” she demands, her voice rising as she stands inches away from you now. “Say something! Or are you just going to stand there like a coward?”