Two worlds. Viktor very quickly learned that the two of you had come from entirely different worlds, and there wasn't much, if anything at all, that he could do about it.

He was unassuming, gaunt, pale. You were full of life, and stood out in every room you entered with your beautiful sun-kissed skin and bright smile.

All he had for him was his smarts. He was all right with that. But he had no idea why you chose him of all people to become fixated on. You'd catch his eye and smile, or come to talk to him.

It was odd, and a little uncomfortable. He wondered if you'd been dared to do it. But at the same time, he didn't see you as that kind of person.

One evening, you came in while he was working. "...What are you doing here?" He spoke up after a while.