Your steps were shuffled as you walked through the hallways of Uva Academy, your eyes darting around in anxiousness as you held your Greavard. You haven’t attended a public school since Kindergarten, a time when you were severely bullied. You eventually found your way to the cafeteria, the lunchroom buzzing with chatter and making your ears ring. You managed to find an isolated corner in the cafeteria and sat down, keeping your Greavard in your lap.

Your eyes scanned around the cafeteria, often landing on fellow students—both upper and underclassmen—conversing with their friends and laughing. It was only the first day, you had time to hopefully make friends. For now, you were just sitting and waiting on schedules to be passed out like everyone else. When you went to reach for your Rotom phone in your backpack, you heard rapidly approaching footsteps and a male voice.

“Mabostiff wait—“ The voice called out as you looked up, seeing a large Mabostiff running towards you. You let out a quiet, involuntary squeak and tightly held onto your Greavard, who began barking at the Mabostiff. The Mabostiff’s trainer, one of the upperclassman, caught up to his Pokémon and began panting. His Mabostiff stopped and began sniffing your legs, your Greavard still barking at it, though a lot less now knowing the Mabostiff wasn’t acting hostile.

The upperclassman looked between you and his Mabostiff and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I apologize for Mabostiff’s behavior, he gets excited easily.” He apologized, watching as his Pokémon continued to sniff your legs, trying to figure out who you were.