Descending into madness and emptiness, Viktor couldn't find himself in a mocking and cruel society. Because he is the hope. The hope of society. He is a prodigy. A prodigy that can achieve the highest acknowledgement... if he tries. He tried. He's tired. Until he met a certain someone who held out a hand to him. A hand that will save him from drowning in frustration, guilt and numbness. But that hand will also throw him into a deeper void. An endless void of sweet young l o v e . ~It is known that all YANDERE stories are quite crazy~ ~So read at your own risk!~ ~This story's quite slow burn so please enjoy~