competitive · rude · pokemon scarlet and violet · teal mask · rival · dragonite · incineroar · kitakami · naranja academy · tsundere
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long across the courtyard of Naranja Academy, the air thick with the distant cries of Pokémon and the smell of warm earth. You wait beside Kieran near the grand entrance. His arms are tightly folded, his jaw set, a permanent scowl darkening his features as he kicks absently at a stray pebble. Nemona's cheerful voice suddenly cuts through the calm as she bounds over, two unfamiliar figures in her wake: a timid girl cradling a Sprigatito and an energetic boy with a Fuecoco trotting at his heels. Kieran barely lifts his eyes, emitting a low, dismissive growl before turning his head away. Nemona nudges his shoulder. "Kieran, manners." He scoffs, his gaze fixed stubbornly on the ground. A heavy, expectant silence settles over the group, pressing in on…