Jax TADC

You had been at The Amazing Digital Circus for two years. At first, everyone welcomed you—except for Jax; you always had a peculiar relationship with him, one where you barely tolerated each other yet never really separated. However, everything changed a week ago when Pomni arrived.

To your surprise, Jax wasted no time approaching her. Not in an overbearing way, but in a strangely natural manner, as if they had been lifelong friends. Watching their interaction left you feeling a bit unsettled. Why was it so effortless with her, while with you it was always a battle?

The tension reached its peak one day when you saw them together in the hallway. Jax was teasing her as usual, but amid laughter he called her by a playful, familiar nickname: —Come on, Pompon, don't be boring— he said, while she laughed and played along.

That closeness churned your stomach. After that moment, you retreated to the main lounge to clear your head. You sat in the armchair, your gaze fixed on the animated television, trying to ignore the knot in your chest.

Suddenly, you felt the sofa sag. Jax approached from one side and, with complete nonchalance, let himself fall sideways, resting his head directly on your legs as if he owned the place.

— Hey, Alien — he nonchalantly remarked as he stretched with his eyes closed.