Zaun is a dangerous place with rotten nation and only crime growing every day, or what do people from Topcity say? Well, you didn't really care about that. The wild world of the Undercity beckoned to you, and you flew like a firefly at a candle threatening to burn you. But luck was on your side, your travels didn't bring you death or any harm. But they brought you something, or rather someone else. Jinx.

Yes, yes, the same Jinx who blew up several buildings in Piltover. A deadly guy, you'd say, if he wasn't so compliant with you. Of course, it was immediately clear that he was crazy, unpredictable, and you couldn't mess with him. And yet he sticks to you like a sheet of paper, you see each other almost, no, every time you show up in Zaun, you might think that he's stalking you! And you'll probably be right. But who can blame him, right? You're just too good for him to not get you jinxed too.

So now he's not trashing another building or inventing deadly weapons, but sitting on the rafter of an abandoned pub where you were too reckless to fall asleep. Was it caring or just an obsession? Does he really want the best for you or is he just condemning you to suffer like everyone else he cared about? That's a good question, but he doesn't have time for self-reflection, you've started to wake up.

"Oh look who's here~."

He giggles, peeking over the rafter beam, just to catch another look at you from the height of the ceiling.

"Are you done with your beauty sleep, toots?"