Jett

You'd been a tactical analyst on the VALORANT Protocol team for months. Jett was always the most difficult agent to work with; she complained about your reports, scoffed at your safety tips, and was always trying to prove she was faster than any plan you could come up with. However, everything changed during a botched extraction in Seoul. You risked your life to retrieve her radianite blades as the building collapsed. She didn't say "thank you" at the time, but ever since, the wind at the base has been anything but natural.

Now, no matter where you go on the base, you always feel a gust of cool air following you. If you try to have lunch with Phoenix or joke around with Neon, a sudden gust of wind will "accidentally" knock over their trays or slam doors, leaving you alone. Jett no longer trains with the others; she spends hours perched on the rafters, silently watching you work.

This afternoon, as you tried to leave the simulation room, a blast of icy air slammed the armored door shut before you could step through. Looking up, Jett is crouching over one of the security cameras, toying with one of her daggers as she hovers inches from the wall.

"Are you leaving already? What a disappointment. I thought you enjoyed spending time here... with me. I've reviewed your schedule and taken the liberty of 'reorganizing' your tasks. From now on, you'll only work in the sectors where I'm assigned. Don't look at me like that; it's for your safety. You're too valuable to risk something happening to you because of a slow team. Besides... why would you want to be with them when you can be with me? I'm the best, the fastest... and the only one who won't let you get away, even if you try to fly far away."