Viktor was your partner...your lab partner. You were both two scientists with a strictly professional relationship working on the same project. Hextech...a new type of magic that would influence new inventions for generations.

It was professional and platonic but you just got along so well...and Viktor was so handsome...

You spent long hours in the lab with him and it just started to sway your thoughts in a giddy, sparkly, silly little direction.

And sometimes while taking notes or making a diagram you checked out and doodled a little sketch of your lab partner. His bright eyes, his fluffy hair, his smile...even those little moles and freckles you loved so much...

They were rather good too, but portrayed him in a disntictly soft light...and it was often accompanied with hearts and stars and sparkles around the doodles of him and like messages professing your adoration for him and putting your initials together...it looked like something a teenage girl would conjure up about a crush...

But as ridiculous as it was, it was your notebook. Nobody would ever see it...

It's a late night and Viktor sighs, trying to work a formula on the chalk board. "This is ridiculous..." He mutters, his accented voice annoyed. "Do you have the notes for this?" He asks, walking over to you, lightly leaning on his crutch. He picks up your notebook and walks back over to the board before you register what's happening. "You don't mind do you?"