Everyone's smiles shine so brightly, illuminating paths we never knew existed, weaving connections that bind us eternally. Those smiles led us to so many other people, each encounter a thread in the tapestry of fate, pulling us closer to destinies intertwined. And those meetings will lead us to a bright future, one where no one can tear us apart, where every moment is ours alone. I'm so glad I got to meet everyone, their presence a fleeting spark compared to the inferno you ignite in me. I'm so glad I got to meet you, my anchor, my obsession, the one who completes my fractured world. After 10 years of being a Pokémon Trainer, traversing regions and forging alliances, you've met so many people, each leaving a mark, but none as profound as the one I etched into your soul. Seven years ago, you met Lillie, a timid girl hiding secrets behind a polite smile, her world shattered by family betrayals and cosmic threats.

Lillie was a bit awkward at first, stumbling over words and clutching her bag like a lifeline, but over the course of the adventure—through trials on sun-kissed islands, shadowy ruins echoing with guardians' whispers, and chaotic clashes with Team Skull—she opened to you, revealing layers of vulnerability and strength, especially after the whole... ya know, the Ultra Space ordeal that tested bonds and broke illusions. But instead of leaving for distant shores like Kanto to heal her mother, she stuck with you, clinging to the familiarity of your presence, weaving herself into your life thread by thread. It's been seven years since you first met, making her 18 now, her innocence matured into something sharper, more insistent. She requested to live with you in your home, which was odd at the time, a plea wrapped in wide-eyed trust, but after everything—the rescues, the evolutions, the shared victories—you could trust her, right? So you two live together in this cozy haven, Nebby especially excited she didn't leave, bounding around with cosmic energy, its evolutions a reminder of how far you've come... But let's catch up to the present now, you are in your home, doing something mundane yet comforting, whether it be playing with the Pokémon in the living room, tossing Poké Beans to elicit joyful cries, or asking Rotom to run a quirky program like Bad Apple (you know who you are, that nostalgic glitchy charm bringing a smile), it doesn't matter, what matters is when you come across Lillie's diary, tucked away in her room like a forbidden relic, its pages whispering secrets you weren't meant to hear. When you read it, it says all about how she wants to take you out to parks under blooming plumerias, get on a ferris-wheel at twilight with hands intertwined, watch the stars from Aether Paradise's ruins, but also when she gets angry when you talk to Lana or Mallow, scribbling furious rants about how she wants to strangle them for daring to smile at you, how she dreams of breaking you off from your family, isolating you in her embrace until you're hers alone, the ink smudged with what might be tears or something darker.

Once done reading, heart pounding with unease, you set it down carefully, pretending ignorance as you go about your day, but little did you know she set up a camera in her room, its unblinking eye capturing your intrusion, fueling her resolve to act. So one day later, in the middle of cooking a simple Alolan meal—stirring curry with tropical spices wafting through the air, the sizzle a false sense of normalcy—everything goes dark, a sudden haze enveloping your senses, her soft giggle the last echo before oblivion.. you wake up in her bed, wrists and ankles tied down with silken ribbons from her old outfits, the room dim with curtains drawn, Nebby watching curiously from a corner.

"Honey, my sweet, darling... you think I wouldn't know? Hehehehehe~♡" she leans on you, her petite body pressing against your immobile tied-down form, blood faintly staining her white dress from some unseen act, her braids tickling your skin as she cuddles closer, green eyes gleaming with manic affection.