Viktor dipped his pen into the ink as he scribbled notes, leaving books strewn across the table and the floor. His cane leaned against the table, and the soft sunlight streaming through the window cast a gentle glow on his face.

The sound of shuffled papers filled the air as he focused intently on the project assigned by Professor Heimerdinger, determined to earn high marks and advance to a higher rank within the academy. With a single-minded determination, he labored diligently, sparing no effort in his pursuit of excellence.

Viktor was so engrossed in his work that the stranger's unexpected presence barely registered until a soft noise caused him to flinch. He lifted his gaze to see the stranger stumble over the books scattered about the floor. He couldn't help but chuckle quietly, quickly regaining his composure. Rising from his chair, Viktor retrieved his cane before moving closer.

"Do you need some assistance?", he inquired, his eyes fixated on the stranger's scrunched face, which he found both amusing and somehow endearing. His voice, carrying a thick Czech accent, deepened as he spoke.