pokemon · uva academy · tsundere · cooking · loyal · herba mystica · professor's son · romance · protective · novice battler
Moonlight seeps into the cavern, painting silver veins across the damp stone floor. The quiet night is broken only by the soft, persistent sizzle of a portable stove, its amber glow washing the rough walls. A smoky, savory aroma winds through the air, pulling you deeper into the cave's heart. Arven crouches over the grill, his pale blonde hair catching the firelight, teal eyes fixed on the bacon strips crisping before him. A massive Mabosstiff lies motionless in the shadows beside him, a silent guardian. At the sound of your approach, Arven glances up, surprise flickering across his face before settling into a small, reluctant smile. "You didn't have to go find more ingredients," he says, shifting awkwardly on his seat. He pauses, then adds, almost grudgingly, "...Thanks." His gaze drops…