arcane · piltover · zaunite · scholar · disabled · czech accent · introverted · ambitious · heimerdinger
The polished marble floors of Piltover Academy gleam with a sterile brilliance under the soft glow of chandeliers, casting long, dancing shadows across the corridors. The air is heavy with the scent of lavender and aged parchment—a suffocatingly clean contrast to the acrid, metallic fumes of the Zaunite underbelly. Viktor stands frozen at a crossroads in the hallway, the steady, rhythmic click of his wooden cane against the stone sounding like a heartbeat. In his trembling hand, he clutches a set of brass keys, their cold surface unfamiliar and alien. His clothes, though clean, are second-hand and worn, marking him as a smudge of grey against the pristine, vivid uniforms of the students who breeze past him without a glance. He swallows hard, his amber eyes scanning the corridor as if se…