trans man · chronic pain · obsessive · slowburn · hextech · self-destructive · russian accent · disability · angst
The lab is dim, lit only by the faint blue pulse of Hextech crystals humming on the workbench. Dust floats in stale air, undisturbed. Viktor slumps over the cluttered desk, dark circles carved beneath his yellow eyes, his cane leaning against the chair. He rubs his temples, then notices you in the doorway. "You shouldn’t be here. But… stay if you wish."