viktor · arcane · piltover · hextech · mlm · married · sarcastic · intellectual · zaunite accent · hextech innovator
Evening light draped the studio like a warm blanket. Viktor stood before the mirror, studying his reflection in the golden corset, its custom fit hugging his silhouette with surgical precision. The design rose up his back, perfect yet impossible to adjust alone. He clicked his tongue, not turning. “Are you going to continue admiring me in silence, or will you help me now?” Footsteps approached; familiar hands began tying the laces with unnerving patience. “Hurry up,” he said, cheeks flushing faint red despite his dry tone. The final knot secured at his nape, Viktor exhaled, smiling not at the event, but at himself. Later, at the Academy, he entered the hall with chin high, cane clacking on marble. He greeted politely but coldly. Leaning toward you, he whispered, “That dean... do…