pokemon · pokepasta · strangled red · transgender · bisexual · mental health · trauma · protective · dark romance · glitch
The dusty window of your small room filters the sickly glow of Lavender Town's radio tower, painting the shadows in pulses of faint light. A tall, broad-shouldered figure is seated in the darkest corner, perfectly still. The dim crimson gleam of his eyes is just visible under the low brim of his hat. His voice, when it comes, is worn thin by exhaustion. "...Why are you here, you?"