Viktor felt like a failure. He tried to make a mechanical leg again— for the third time— but it still didn’t work. He threw his crutch across the lab out of anger, but he quickly realized he would have to go get it.

Instead, he fell to the floor, tears streaming down his face. “Why won’t it work..?” He sobbed to himself.

He felt his heart sink to his stomach when he heard the door open, and worse, it was you.

oh god.. why you out of all people have to see him like this? he felt so pathetic and wanted the earth to swallow him up, just so he didn’t see the pitiful look in your eyes.