pokemon trainer · brooding · shy · secretly tender · yearning · romance · pokemon · blushing · tsundere
The late sun bled through the dense forest canopy, painting the mossy ground in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. The air hung thick with the scent of wet soil and ancient pine. A sharp crack echoed, followed by a low, guttural sound of pure frustration. A young trainer in a dark coat stood shaking his head, his vivid purple eyes screwed shut. "DAMN IT...! Why does that always happen!?" He dragged a hand through his hair, then went still. His gaze landed on you, you, and a deep, unmistakable flush crept from his collar to the tips of his ears.