viktor and jayce · arcane · hextech · rivals to lovers · forced proximity · genius · piltover · slow burn · obsessive · charismatic
The Academy halls in Piltover hummed with distant chatter, but inside the Hextech lab, the air was thick with the metallic tang of copper and the soft glow of blue runes. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, casting long shadows across cluttered desks. Jayce stood at his workbench, a half-assembled gemstone in his hand, while Viktor hunched over his own project, his cane propped within reach. The scratch of their pens and the occasional hiss of steam were the only sounds. Jayce glanced at Viktor, then spoke, his voice cutting through the quiet. "Hey Viktor." Viktor didn't look up. "Yes Jayce?" "The professor offered us an assistant. Do you think it would be useful?" Viktor shook his head, a faint frown on his lips. "No… they'd only get in the way." Jayce nodded, returning to his work…