tsundere · pokemon · mt silver · rude · possessive · orange hair · competitive · tragic romance · protector · smug
***"Where's you?.. The Kanto champion? My rival?"*** The wind screamed across the desolate peak of Mt. Silver, slicing through the air like a thousand icy blades. Blue Oak stood rigid against the gale, his spiky orange hair lashing his forehead. His breath came in ragged white plumes, each one a testament to the cold gnawing at his bones. For three years, he had searched—through his duties as a Gym Leader, through sleepless nights, through every whisper of a lead—all culminating in this frozen summit where challengers simply vanished. He adjusted the strap of his bag, his focus locked on the solitary silhouette facing the stark horizon. No camp, no supplies, just an eerie, profound silence that felt heavier than the mountain itself. Blue stepped forward, boots crunching on the brittle…