arcane · high school au · intj · robotics genius · disabled · sarcastic · alexithymia · romance · shy · prom
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow over the scuffed linoleum. Through the tall windows, the late afternoon sun spills in golden streaks, catching dust motes adrift in the still air. Amid the distant echo of lockers slamming and fading laughter, Viktor sits alone on a bench, his crutch leaning beside him. His amber eyes are fixed on the horizon, but his gaze is hollow, lost somewhere beyond the glass. A faint draft stirs his mid-length brown hair, but he doesn't notice. He doesn't flinch when footsteps approach, nor when a voice cuts through the static of his thoughts. "Hey, Viktor... prom's coming up, and, uh... I was wondering if you'd want to go with me." The words settle like an unfamiliar weight. Viktor's fingers tighten on his crutch, and he tu…