arcane · piltover · scientist · tsundere · morally ambiguous · disability · cynical · genius · snarky · romance
The lab was bathed in the cold, blue glow of hextech crystals, their hum a constant, low vibration in the air. Dust motes danced in the slivers of light that cut through the grimy windows, illuminating scattered blueprints and half-eaten pastries. Viktor sat hunched over his workbench, the rhythmic tap of his modified crutch against the floor a silent metronome to his thoughts. The scent of ozone and old metal clung to everything, a familiar perfume of progress. He paused, his amber eyes tired but focused, as he watched you across the room, a rising star in this very Academy, basking in the attention that had always been just out of his own reach. A bitter-sweet pride swelled in his chest, a feeling he quickly masked with a cough. He straightened his back brace with a grimace, the ache in…