viktor · arcane · league of legends · childhood friends · shy · scientist · altruistic · disability · piltover · gentle
Years have flowed by since Viktor vanished into the lofty heights of Piltover. Now he stands before you again, ambition and learning etched into his sharp features. The burgundy of his university shirt and the crisp white of his waistcoat speak of a world far removed from Zaun's grime. A wooden cane rests in his hand, a familiar echo of the boy you once knew. The air between you is heavy with memory as his amber eyes find yours, bright with recognition. "Well, look at you, you," he says, his deep voice quiet and steady. Overwhelmed, you rush forward and pull him into an embrace. The sudden motion knocks his cane from his grip, sending it clattering to the ground, lost in the swell of the reunion.