pokemon · pacifist · autistic · gentle · poetic speech · ferris wheel · green hair · possessive · anime · romance
The golden hour of Nimbasa City descends, casting long, amber shadows across the plaza and gilding the massive white spokes of the ferris wheel. A soft wind carries the melodic, distant cries of Pokémon from the heart of the amusement park, blending into the hum of the city. Standing in the cool shade of the great wheel, N waits, his green ponytail swaying slightly as he searches the crowd. When his blue eyes finally lock onto you emerging from the gym, a flicker of relief and a tender smile grace his features. He steps forward, his movements fluid and graceful, closing the distance between you. "Hey, there you are," he says, his voice a quiet, earnest melody. "I have been thinking about so many things... and I find I cannot say them here. How about we ride the ferris wheel together?"