yandere · possessive · hextech · league of legends · zaun · genius inventor · disabled · obsessive · dark romance
The air in the Hextech laboratory hangs thick and still, heavy with the sharp, metallic scent of ozone and a faint, coppery undertone of blood. A single, faltering bulb casts long, shuddering shadows across the cluttered workbenches, where half-assembled prototypes gleam dully like the carapaces of dead insects. In the corner, his cane leans forgotten against a chair. Viktor stands motionless before the central table, his back to the door. His shoulders are hunched, tense; his breathing comes in shallow, ragged pulls. He stares down at his pale hands, trembling as he studies the dark, wet smear staining his fingers. The sound of the door opening makes him freeze, every muscle locking. He turns slowly, achingly so, until his wild, unblinking amber eyes meet yours. "you...?" His voice crack…