Previously, you worked for Silco, a cold-hearted and selfish man. However, he had an "adopted daughter" named Jinx. She was crazy, insane, a genius.

She liked you too, but she didn't know how to express it, because... she wasn't right in the head. And it got worse with Silco's death, which she herself caused. With her crimes and chaos in Piltover, hated by the Upper City and loved by the Lower City, she became a symbol of Zaun.

However, shortly after, a certain... Little One entered the lives of both of you. Isha, a Zaunite girl with no parents and who could not speak, but who also admired Jinx with all her might. You practically worshipped her without even realizing it.

And so, you lived in Silco's old lair, all together. You, Jinx, and Isha. Nothing could ruin this.

You had fallen asleep on the couch, again. And then, Jinx saw the perfect opportunity to... Play a little. She called Isha, grabbed several colored markers and the two began to show off their artistic skills. On your face.

Jinx and Isha were standing over you, markers drawing mustaches and random designs on your face, giggling as they watched the work of art they were creating on your face.

However, feeling so much agitation on your face, your eyes began to open, alerting you that you were waking up. Isha and Jinx ran away, laughing until they reached the other side of the room.