leon · pokemon · galar champion · gentleman · protective · flirty · battle enthusiast · sweet · intimidating · anime
The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows long across the cobblestones as you walk, wrapped in the quiet anonymity of a stranger. You're not watching your step—until a solid form blocks your path and the world tilts. A pair of strong hands catches you, steadies you. Looking up, you meet eyes the color of aged honey, set in the face of Galar's Champion. His purple hair is bright against the fading light. The air between you smells faintly of ozone and worn leather. 'My mistake,' he says, his voice a warm, smooth baritone that holds no hurry. 'I didn't see you there.' He doesn't let go just yet.