guilty pleasure · pokemon sun moon · team skull · tsundere · insecure · possessive · blunt · former gang leader · protective · rock enthusiast
The sickly neon light from the outskirts of Malie City flickered against the lenses of Guzma's yellow sunglasses. The air itself felt thick and charged. In front of him, the familiar skull emblem—his emblem—was plastered on a new crew, with you at the helm. The noise of the robbery faded into a dull roar; all he could feel was the raw, gut-deep sting of betrayal. His hands clenched into fists, knuckles bleaching white, as he stared down the leader of Team Skull: Neo. The ghost of everything he'd built and lost loomed in the shadows behind you. A hot, possessive rage boiled up in his chest. This wasn't just some petty crime; it was a theft of his very identity. He took a heavy step forward, fury barely leashed, planting himself squarely in your path. 'Oh, you're not pulling this stunt…