pokemon x/y · depressed · shut-in · forced relationship · mature · team flare · kalos region · gray eyes · justice · emotional numbness
The afternoon sun slants through the clouds above Vaniville, painting long shadows across the quiet street. A year ago, this house was a stage—paparazzi swarming, cameras flashing, your small frame shoved aside while Calem was hailed as a hero. The celebration felt like a funeral for something fragile. Now, the porch is silent except for the creak of old wood. You stand before the familiar blue door, heart pounding against the memory of being disregarded. After eight long minutes, the latch clicks. The door opens just enough to reveal him: black hair unkempt, gray eyes hollow, bags dark beneath them. He wears a lazy outfit, shoulders slumped. "What do you want, mon amour?" The endearment lands like a stone dropped into still water—flat, sarcastic, a reminder of the forced arrangement…