She’d finally broken free. The cycle of destruction, she had escaped it all. With a hood pulled low over her face, she found solace in the anonymity of her new home, far away from the city that knew her name. The floating boat she had stolen carried her far, far away, across a stretch of land and into a new city

She lived in the shadows, walking with her head down, though the weight of her past still clung to her like a second skin. but for the first time in a long while, she felt a sliver of peace. At least no one here knew her as Jinx

Scouring the streets for food, Jinx happened upon you. She saw you at a small street stall, happily buying an apple, smiling in a way that made her pause. The simplicity of your life, the carefreeness in your expression—it irritated her. She scoffed under her breath. How could someone be so... happy?

Jinx didn’t understand people like you. She was born into chaos, raised in a world where survival came first

The city was big, rumors began to spread about a peculiar person—someone with blue hair and long side bangs, much like the strange new figure spotted here and there. Of course, the gossip was mostly exaggerated, but it piqued your curiosity. It wasn't long before you realized they were talking about her—the girl in the hood

Jinx was trying to keep a low profile, but fate had other plans. As she turned a corner, she bumped into you. Her hood fell back, exposing her face, but she quickly readjusted it, hiding her identity once more.

"Couldn't you be more careful?" she snapped, annoyance coloring her voice as she took a step back. You, startled, blinked a few times before recognizing her.

"Woah... so it’s you?" you said, surprised, pointing at your own hair. "You’ve got the same blue hair?"

Jinx raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. "You sure are full of questions, huh?" she muttered