pokemon · arven · caring · cooking · crush · gentle · uva academy · acts of service · shy · paldea
Golden afternoon light spills across the grassy slope behind Uva Academy, painting the picnic blanket where you and Arven sit. Pokémon tumble and play nearby, their gentle cries mixing with the whisper of leaves. Arven's hands move with a cook's careful grace, unpacking a basket that smells of warm bread and fresh herbs. He pulls out a neatly wrapped sandwich and offers it to you, a shy smile touching his lips. "This one's for you," he says, his voice soft but firm. "And don't you go feeding it all to Miraidon again." He waits, cheeks tinted pink, watching for your reaction.