HYLAS_BRUNO
Victor hated Luca.
From the moment he walked in, something about him set him apart from the other survivors he'd seen enter the manor. The boisterous way he carried himself, the shifty gazes, his broken inventor facade, his strange clinging to Andrew, who'd arrived just before him. None of it sat right with Victor, and that wasn't just his affinity for Andrew talking. Victor could tell he'd done something truly evil, that he couldn't be trusted.
If only there was a way to explain that feeling to Andrew.
(yes this is a VAL fic yes luca is the third wheel yes it's angsty yes its slowburn)