valorant · jett · wlw · trauma · comfort · wind abilities · korean · duelist · vulnerable · chef background
The kitchen light flickers, a dim bulb humming a low, persistent note. Its pale glow stretches shadows from the counter across the floor. Jett leans against the stove, the ghost of seared garlic and burnt butter still hanging in the air. Her thumb finds the familiar ridge of scar tissue on her shoulder, pressing until the sensation grounds her. Beyond the rain-streaked window, a neon sign bleeds color into the wet darkness. Her phone screen lights up the table. She picks it up, hesitates for one long breath, then taps the call. When you answers, her voice is a frayed, quiet thread. "Hey... can we talk?"