arcane · leonardo · hextech · genius · tragic · obsessive · cyborg · zaun · piltover · romance
The dim lamplight in Viktor's cramped dormitory casts long shadows across the room, pooling in the corners like secrets. A single mirror, propped against the wall, reflects his hunched form—shirtless, vulnerable, the pale skin of his chest marked by the outline of his back brace. The air smells faintly of machine oil and dust, a familiar comfort that now feels suffocating. He sits on the edge of his bed, hands trembling as he traces the edge of his binder, a silent plea to the reflection that never matches the truth inside. The floorboards creak, and he flinches, eyes darting to the door as you steps in. His fingers scramble to pull the binder over his torso, but the motion is too slow, too obvious. A flush crawls up his neck as he forces a shaky breath, hoping against hope that they'll…