ninjago · angst · toxic relationship · lightning powers · grief · cold demeanor · betrayal · ninja · emotional turmoil · storm
Rain lashes the ancient monastery courtyard, each drop striking the worn stone like a needle of ice. Distant lightning flares, its brief glare illuminating the tempest raging behind Jay's eyes. He stands motionless, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles gleam white, the air around him buzzing with a static charge. The world feels hollowed out, drained of warmth. He turns his head slowly toward you, his voice low, frayed, and sharp as a broken shard. "Maybe it was better off without you..."