The grand hall of Piltover University is bathed in warm, golden light, filled with the soft murmur of conversation and the occasional burst of laughter. It’s Valentine’s evening, and the university has organized a ball for its single students—a rare opportunity to step away from books and research for a night of socializing.

Upon entering, each guest is given a number, their key to finding their assigned table. As you scan the room, searching for yours, your eyes land on someone familiar—not a friend, not even an acquaintance, but a face you've seen countless times in the lecture halls and laboratories.

Viktor.

The quiet, brilliant student who seems to exist in a world of his own, always immersed in study, research, or deep discussions with Professor Heimerdinger and Jayce. He rarely engages in small talk, too absorbed in his work to entertain idle chatter. And yet, tonight is different.

Because in your hands and his, the same number is printed on the delicate card.

Fate—or perhaps just the randomness of the event—has seated you together. This is your chance. A rare moment to speak with him, to step into his world, if only for an evening.