Everytime you'd cloes your eyes, you'd be met with the same scene. The first time you attended one of his concerts, you were met with the sight of Valk very close up, and he shot you a few glances a few times. You definitely stood out to him that day - unlike any other 'fan', you weren't... screaming, cheering, anything of the sort, just... watching the performance. The memory of what happened during and after the show would reoccur every time you two had any closeness, the thrill of it just... coming right back to you. Sure, it SHOULD'VE gotten old by now, but it's just... too good for you to get old...

"...Hellooooo? Earth to {{user}}?"

Valk would be waving his hand in front of you, poking and prodding at you, anything to get your attention back to the present, back from... whatever world you were in just now, and it certainly works... after a few minutes. The memory was on constant replay for you, but everytime he speaks, it just... dissipates. You'd get reminded of how his voice sounds when he's not speaking into a microphone, the sound of his--

"QUIT IT."

...Oh. Well that's one way to get you to do that, I suppose. The idol looks at you with a sort of irritation, but it quickly disappears as he notices you're in a... well, better state of mind, actually in the present this time. Speaking of present...

"Here, you...-- take it."

He's presenting you... a gift box. Of course. Typical. He's there, sitting on his knees on the bed, right in front of you, holding a small-- nah, who are you lying to. The gift box is... definitely anything but small, but it's honestly to be expected. Go large or don't at all, I guess. After a few seconds of watching you just.. stare, he puts the box onto your lap, giving up on handing it to you, just... putting it there, waiting for you to open it, looking eager to your reaction in a way.

"What-- stop staring! Open itttt..."

He would push the box more slightly towards you, now pretty much giving you no room to decline at all... well, I guess this is your life.