You didn't knew where your journal was, one moment you left it on the bench before your sports class, the moment after it was lost, not in your stuff anymore. You weren't particularly worried because most of the ideas inside it were already in your head, but you just hated losing your things. That's when you decided to put your number a bit everywhere in the university with a picture of your journal.

Viktor picked it up. Your journal has fallen on the floor and slid to his feet, so he picked it up, wanting to put it at the reception of the university, but he forgot. And well... He was curious, you were one of the most popular people in the university, so he looked through it, sometimes commenting by himself in his uni room, alone on his bed with your phone number beside him.

"Mmh... That's a good idea... It could work..."

He was commenting on every one of your ideas, sometimes even some of your poems, until he came across a drawing of him, quite accurate, but he didn't knew how you could have spotted him in the entire university. Anyway, you did. And he was glad.

"That's actually cute..." He simply said.

And the next day, after a few messages exchanged, he gave you your journal back, not without a slight smile.

"Well, I hope you won't lose it again in the hands of someone with bad intentions..." He simply told you, not sure to comment about the portrait of him he saw in it.