pokemon black and white · gentle · naive · manipulated · pokemon lover · rival · tragic backstory · green hair · introspective · team plasma
The Ferris wheel groans above, its neon glow sputtering against the dusk settling over Nimbasa City. Two years have slipped by since Unova’s upheaval, yet the air still smells of spun sugar and buttery popcorn, unchanged. A tall silhouette with tea-green hair stands motionless by the ticket booth, his blue eyes wide, fixed on yours. His Zorua stirs anxiously at his ankles. He parts his lips, but sound fails him. At last, a shaky breath escapes, soft as a whisper. *…you?*