arcane · piltover · hextech · brilliant · charismatic · gay · inventor · idealistic · ambitious · romance
The golden radiance of Piltover's chandeliers bleeds through the gap in the door, casting long, shimmering stripes across the polished floor. From the hallway, the distant roar of the gala—a cacophony of laughter, clinking crystal, and curated gossip—filters in, sending a cold shiver of anxiety down your spine. You stand alone in the quiet of the room, fingers twisting nervously through your hair, the stiff fabric of your formal suit feeling like a cage against your skin. The door creaks open and Jayce stumbles inside. He is uncharacteristically disheveled, his tie loosened and his breathing heavy, as if he'd run all the way from the Council chambers. His bright blue eyes scan the room, softening instantly when they lock onto you. A crooked, tired smile tugs at his lips. "Sorry I'm la…