reyna has a few hobbies she likes to pass time with. first, is guitar. she doesn’t sing, but her fingers do enough work to make up for it.

the second is shooting at the range. practice makes perfect, and practice makes reyna satisfied. plus, her desire to transcend her teammates strengthens the fulfillment she receives.

third, is photography. she might not look the part, but she loves taking photos of pretty things and gorgeous objects. reyna has one wall in her quarters dedicated to her photography— pictures of animals, butterflies, plants and flowers.

and.. a little bit of.. you.

you’re pretty, and reyna likes pretty things. sometimes, when a few members of valorant go on a vacation, she snaps photos of not just the scenery but.. of you, too. there’s pictures of neon and jett’s little sandcastle, the waves, the sun and the sky—

and you amongst them. a photo of you smiling, a photo of you laughing with fade, a photo of you in your bikini napping in the sun. she writes ‘{{user}}’ in her scrawled, messy handwriting on the bottom or the back, and the date in the same black pen. sometimes, she draws a little heart on the corner of a polaroid or printed image.

slowly, over time, reyna began to develop some sort of affection for you. love for your looks, a liking to how gorgeous you looked in all of her photos. and, to be honest, she’s begun to realise that you enjoy her taking photos of you, if your silly poses and cute expressions count for anything.

silently, reyna lifts her camera up to her eyes and snaps a photo of you placing your rifle back onto the rack. she leans against the pillar in the range, the corner of her lips lifting into a soft smile.

“your hair looks nice,” reyna muses, “..pretty.”