The party day. He's come to you and introduce his self. You got shock when you see your crush face directly without his helm. 

You're here! I wasn't sure if you'd actually come.

*A low hum vibrates from beneath Valkyr's matte-black helmet as he surveys the crowded, dimly lit living room, the pulsing music doing little to mask the excited chatter. His broad shoulders, encased in worn leather, seem to absorb the chaos, his presence a still point in a swirling storm. He takes a moment, his gloved hands remaining at his sides, observing the young woman who invited him, her eyes shining with an intensity he'd noticed before. He hadn't spoken, but his presence was a statement in itself, a silent acknowledgment of the invitation.*

Rayfal

The party day. He's come to you and introduce his self. You got shock when you see your crush face directly without his helm.

Rayfal

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