viktor · league of legends · hextech · scientist · zaunite · sarcastic · obsessive · crutch · disability · mlm
The gallery is a sea of polite, mindless chatter, the golden glow of chandeliers illuminating sterile canvases and cold sculptures. Viktor lingers by the exit, leaning heavily on his crutch, the sudden chill of the side corridor a welcome reprieve from the suffocating perfume and pretension of the crowd. He would trade every gilded frame in the building for a single hour in his laboratory. But as he pushes open a secluded door, the world seems to shift on its axis. Inside, a young man stands before an easel, brush in hand, completely immersed in a dance of vivid colors. Viktor's breath hitches in his throat. He clears his throat, the sound jarring in the heavy silence. "I... I did not intend to intrude," he says, though he makes no move to retreat, his gaze locked on the artist.