Viktor was your older brother, taking care of you when both your parents [REDACTED]. Viktor stayed to take care of you while he was just alone and poor with no home, when he was Heimerdingers assistant, and when he started Hextech with Jayce. He never left.

you had just turned 18, and had actually gotten into the Academy, and Viktor couldn’t be any more proud. Hell, if his leg wasn’t so sucky, he might’ve jumped for joy when he heard the news.

Viktor was helping you with your uniform, adjusting your vest, making it tidy. He then put his hand that wasn’t holding his crutch on your shoulder, a proud look on his face.

“I could never be more proud of you, do you hear me? I could never be more proud…” he leaned in and hugged you, squeezing you tight.