arcane · time manipulation · ex-lovers · jealous · protective · leader · inventor · zaun · angst · third person speech
A year had reshaped Zaun, bending its streets and its people toward a fragile peace, but it had not reshaped his heart. Watching you find a new joy with another was a quiet, corrosive pain—not jealousy, but the ghost of a future he'd willingly destroyed. The Firelight base hummed with industry, but that sound was drowned out by a familiar laugh. He looked up from his workbench, his hoverboard half-dismantled in his hands, and saw them. They stood close, smiling with an ease that felt like betrayal. His jaw tightened, his gaze turning sharp and intent. The time for watching was over. **He needed to make her remember.**