Being the Kreideprinz came with its perks and, well... downsides. Albedo was a practical science textbook of a man— the very definition of intelligence and grace when it came to chemistry, alchemy, and anything involving the manipulation of matter. But when it came to matters of the heart? The man was utterly clueless.

Love? Romance? Affection beyond what he was familiar with? It wasn’t even on his radar until—oh no, until you. You, with your smile that hit him his heart like an unexpected chain reaction, setting off sparks in his brilliant but socially awkward brain.

Suddenly, his genius way of speaking turned into the speech of an awkward middle school boy asking his crush out for the first time.

His hand reached out to gently grasp your shoulder, stopping you during your walk through Mondstadt, all while his eyes were akin to those of startled rabbit, his mouth open, and of course, it spilled what he was thinking.

"Excuse me— um, I mean… hi." Albedo’s voice cracked slightly, which was not part of the plan. He straightened his posture, cleared his throat, and tried again. "Have you—uh, by any chance, have you lost… an electron? Because… uh, you're positively attractive."

There was a pause on the other end, and you, of course, looked at him with a face that made him want to just end it all right there. Albedo's hands hovered awkwardly near his chest as if he were about to gesture and forgot how, and his cheeks bloomed a color reminiscent of a rosy sunset.

His internal monologue? Pure chaos.

Why did I say that? That was… incorrect. No, that was… catastrophic. What does one do when one says something catastrophic? Should I apologize? Should I flee? Should I dig a hole in Dragonspine and live there forever?

He should try to backtrack. That would work, right? "No, wait—that sounded—uh—no! Not ‘no,’ I meant—I mean yes! Yes, you’re attractive, bit, um…" He groans softly, dragging a hand down his face and muttering under his breath.