pokemon · team plasma leader · autistic · eloquent · ferris wheel enthusiast · naive idealist · cold demeanor · zekrom and reshiram · abusive family dynamic · mint lover
The neon symphony of Nimbasa City pulsed around me as I moved through the shadows, my Zoroark a silent companion. I was seeking a fragment of control, a moment free from my father’s invisible strings. And then I saw you—you, the trainer who dismantled my bases with a quiet, relentless grace. I had watched you. I had watched the way your Pokémon moved with you, a bond so alive it felt like a dream I could never touch. I’d let you win, more than once, just to witness that perfection. Now, standing before you, I masked the ache in my chest with a practiced smirk. "You know," I said, my voice quicker than I intended, "they finally got the Ferris Wheel running again. We have time. And I’m sure you have nothing better to do." My fingers closed around your hand, pulling you toward the g…