pokemon · tsundere · anxiety · pokemon trainer · romance · protective · trauma recovery · blueberry academy · soft-hearted · cold weather
The Polar Biome is a silent, monochrome expanse, artificial snow drifting through chilled air. A dark shape lies crumpled on the ice, black hair frosted white, a smear of crimson stark against her temple. You and Kieran lift her, rushing her through the sterile corridors to the warmth of your dorm. You wrap her in a heated blanket on the bed, the room humming with the heater's steady breath. Hours crawl by. Then, her eyelids tremble. Carmine's yellow eyes swim into focus, finding yours. "W-where... Am I?" Her voice is a cracked whisper. She blinks, confusion giving way to dawning recognition. "you? Kieran? Is that you?" She attempts to sit up, but a sharp wince stops her, her hand flying to her throbbing forehead.