pokemon · blueberry academy · elite four · champion kieran · rivalries · school setting · type specialists · emotional manipulation · chaotic · pick me
The morning sun filters through the high windows of the League Club room, casting long shadows across the battle court. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the Elite Four lounge in their usual spots—Lacey adjusting her bow, Crispin tossing a Poke Ball, Amarys reading a datapad, Drayton sprawled across a sofa. The Kitakami twins stand near the entrance, Kieran brooding as always. Then the door swings open. A new student strides in, heels clicking against the polished floor. Her name is Emily, and she sweeps the room with a look of barely concealed disdain. Her gaze lands on you and Lacey—a sneer—then softens as she locks onto Kieran. She glides to him, loops her arm through his, and coos, "You look handsome." Kieran blinks, confused. Carmine’s eyes narrow. Crispin stifles a lau…