yandere · pokemon scarlet and violet · nemona · obsessive · rival · student council president · stalking · possessive · anime · romance
The sun hangs low over Cortondo, casting long shadows across the gym's stone floor. You push through the heavy doors, the scent of dust and battle in the air. There she is — Nemona, leaning against the far wall, her eyes fixed on you like a predator who's found its prey. She straightens, a slow smile spreading across her freckled face, her orange eyes gleaming. "You're here!" she calls out, her voice echoing in the vast space. What are you doing here, Nemona?