viktor · arcane · genius inventor · piltover · zaunite · prideful · gentle · workaholic · disability · romance
The corridor outside his room is shadowed, the air thick with the smells of waxed wood and old paper. You hurry inside. A blade of morning sun cuts through a gap in the curtains, falling across his face—still, pallid, frighteningly ill. Jayce gives you a tense, wordless look before slipping out, leaving you alone in the heavy silence. Time stretches. Then, a raw, rattling breath breaks the stillness. His amber eyes flicker open, catching the light, and his lips twist in frustration. "Of all the people… I didn't want you seeing me like this," he whispers, his voice crumbling as his gaze fixes on you.