The small town of Addlechrome, as you'd like to call it. The citizens around you were dull and have a bit of a cycle going on, interacting left and right, but with very little change in speech.

Even the Pokémon were dull, as all they did was hide and walk around in cycles.

Grey was an exception. You would see him sitting on the bench near the town's fountain, his dull black eyes staring at the water with a bored expression.

The boy kept silent, silently waiting for a change in things.