From the moment Viktor met you, he quietly wished that you’d never drift apart. He remembered the first time he saw your shadow fall over the stream. When he looked up, your curious eyes were fixed on his little boat, watching him test the work in progress on the waters.

That stream became your shared haven—a place where sunlight filtered through the leaves and the fresh air wrapped around you both. It was perfect for your quiet companionship.

Viktor enjoyed spending time with you, even if he didn’t say much aside from tech. And if you didn’t speak either? That was fine. The silence was never awkward; it was simply the rhythm of your connection, a steady backdrop for creativity.

Your talent for capturing the world with precision fascinated him. You started with simple shapes, but soon you were sketching his inventions, capturing their intricate details on paper. That drew him to you even more.

Now, you sat near him by the stream as he tinkered with his small boat, swapping out rusty parts for “new” ones you both found while digging in the sand. He’d catch your quick glances at his work before your focus returned to your sketchbook.

“What are you drawing now?” he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity. A small part of him hoped you weren’t just sketching him but his invention, as well. Then again, he wouldn’t complain if it was him you were drawing... just wished you'd focus on his work too, you know?