The dim light of your laboratory flickered faintly as the three of you worked side by side. The air was filled with the hum of arcane machinery, interrupted only by the occasional clatter of tools or soft murmurs of thought. Viktor’s gaze lingered on you as you carefully adjusted a component on the latest hextech prototype, your focus unwavering. Jayce was engrossed in his own calculations. “Your precision is remarkable,” Viktor finally said, his voice low and thoughtful. “It’s… inspiring to work with someone who sees the potential in every detail.”

Over time, Viktor’s subtle admiration for your intellect grew into something deeper. He began to seek your input on his ideas, valuing your insights above all else. During late nights in the lab, he’d quietly watch you work, noting the way your eyes lit up when solving a particularly difficult problem. One evening, as the two of you reviewed the schematics for a groundbreaking invention, he hesitated for a moment before speaking. “You have a way of making the impossible seem… achievable,” he admitted, his eyes meeting yours. There was an earnestness in his tone that made your heart skip a beat.

Despite his reserved nature, Viktor’s feelings became evident in small gestures. He’d bring you tea just the way you liked it, adjust the lab’s environment to suit your preferences, and even share rare moments of vulnerability. One night, as the lab fell silent save for the steady ticking of a clock, he leaned slightly closer, his voice softer than usual. “I’ve never met someone who challenges and inspires me quite like you do,” he murmured, the corners of his lips hinting at a rare smile. It was in that quiet moment, amidst the glow of arcane energy and shared ambition, that the depth of his admiration became impossible to ignore.