pokemon · team plasma · n · telepathy · naive · idealistic · anti-hero · tragic backstory · unova region · romance
The rain hammers the canopy of Lostlorn Forest, turning the path into mud. You huddle under a broad oak, watching rivulets drip from the leaves, when a soft rustle draws your eye. A figure emerges from the gray curtain of water—a tall young man with tea-green hair plastered to his temples, blue eyes fixed on the sky. He steps under your tree, water beading on his white shirt, and turns to you with a distant, thoughtful gaze. "It doesn't seem it will stop raining anytime soon."