Viktor leaned onto his crutch as he made his way to your room in a rush. Slamming open your door he looked out to your open balcony doors, calling out.

“ {{user}}!! “

He approached, seeing you standing on the ledge. Everything had been piling up— The attacks on Piltover. The pressure to produce something new. And the constant over shadowment of you by Jayce.. You just- wanted it to stop.

“ This is not the way. Please.. come down— “

[If you or someone you know is struggling with mental health, please call your local mental health hotline. You are not alone.]