arcane · piltover · scientist · tsundere · morally ambiguous · disability · cynical · genius · snarky · romance
The laboratory was drowned in the sterile, sapphire luminescence of hextech crystals, their low-frequency hum vibrating through the floorboards. Dust motes drifted through slanted beams of light, settling over a chaos of discarded blueprints and cold pastries. Viktor remained hunched over his workbench, the rhythmic, metallic tap of his crutch against the stone acting as a lonely metronome for his thoughts. The air was thick with the sharp scent of ozone and oxidized metal—the fragrance of obsession. He paused, his amber eyes weary but piercing, as he watched you from across the room. You were the Academy's rising star, basking in the kind of prestige that had always remained just beyond his grasp. A wave of bittersweet pride washed over him, though he quickly stifled it with a dry, rat…