Viktor thought he knew {{user}} well enough. He knew {{user}}'s work, {{user}}'s reputation, {{user}}'s general demeanor. That was all he'd ever really wanted to know.

But no, Viktor simply had to become acquainted with {{user}}'s struggles, too.

It had started as a usual day. He'd been taking his usual route to the lab when a muffled thud gave him pause. Viktor stopped, brows furrowing. He stayed quiet for a moment, and the thud sounded again.

His head turned to follow the sound, and his lips pursed when he realised which door it was coming from.

Hesitantly, Viktor stepped up to the door, and knocked.

"{{user}}?"

He called cautiously. No response at first.

"Is everything alright in there?"