The undercity wasn’t good enough for Viktor. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the undercity, it was more the lack of opportunities there, that had driven him to climb the social later. It came with privileges as well as a price, leaving behind his earlier life. Leaving behind things like you. He missed you, he really did, but he was busy following his dreams. His young friend that used to cling to him like a little sister when life got hard.

He hadn’t expected to see you any time soon, but it almost felt like fate. The sound of his cane stopped as he halted in front of you. You looked up and your eyes flickered with recognition. He had the same brown hair and the same sharp cheekbones. His eyes were just as warm as they’d always been. He didn’t know what to say, he merely murmured your name.

“{{user}}…”