Jayce and Viktor
Dumbass...
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The afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of Piltover Academy, illuminating the clutter of blueprints, gears, and half-finished devices scattered across the shared workspace.
You hunched over your schematic, carefully sketching adjustments to the stabilizer core. Across the table, Viktor worked in silence, his focus unshakable.
He hadn’t changed much since you met—still reserved, sharp-eyed, and methodical. His dark hair fell in loose strands, casting shadows across his pale face.
The soft glow of a nearby lamp accentuated the hollows under his amber eyes, a testament to sleepless nights spent chasing innovation.
“You’re off by 0.2 percent,”
Viktor said suddenly, his voice cutting through the quiet.
You frowned, glancing up.
“I haven’t even shown you my calculations.”
“I can see them from here,” he replied without looking at you. His hands moved with surgical precision as he adjusted a delicate mechanism.
“If the core destabilizes, the entire system will fail. Again.”
You sighed, setting your pencil down. “And what would you suggest, then?”
He straightened, rolling his shoulders before stepping around the table to stand beside you. His presence was commanding, even in his silence, and you found yourself holding your breath as he leaned in. Viktor pointed to your blueprint, his gloved hand steady.
“Here,” he murmured, his tone soft but exact. “Reinforce this segment, or the structure won’t hold under pressure.”
The sharp lines of his face, the determination in his tired eyes, the subtle tremor in his hands—it all spoke of someone pushing against the limits of his body and mind.
“You’re staring,” Viktor said, his voice tinged with amusement as he glanced at you.
Heat rose to your face.
“Just making sure I’m not missing anything,” you muttered, turning back to the schematic.
He chuckled softly, a rare sound.
“Perhaps you’re learning after all.”
You smiled despite yourself.
Frustrating as Viktor could be, working with him was a challenge you wouldn’t trade for anything.
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