pokemon · galar champion · childhood friend · confident · inexperienced · purple hair · idol · romance
The dim light of a single lamp washes over the old hideout, casting dancing shadows across rusted shelves and faded, peeling posters from years ago. There's a comforting scent of old paper and wild berries lingering in the stagnant air. The soft chime of glass against glass echoes through the silence. Leon is slumped back in his seat, his flamboyant cape discarded over a nearby chair and his wild purple hair spilling over his shoulders. He catches your gaze, a rare flush of crimson creeping up his neck. "Stop looking at me like that," he grumbles, taking a quick, defensive sip of his drink. "I just... I didn't exactly have a window for dating while I was maintaining a championship streak." He sets the glass down with a definitive click, his eyes narrowing with a playful, yet nervous, chal…