Naranja Academy...Part university, part dojo, part dream. The sprawling campus overlooked the city of Mesagoza like a citadel of ambition. Within its walls, students studied the sciences of Ki projection, Pokémon battle theory, aura harmonization and even ancient techniques once thought lost to legend — the Kamehameha, the Solar Flare, the Fusion Dance

Today, the front courtyard buzzed with excitement. Dozens of new arrivals in crisp uniforms gathered beneath banners fluttering in the morning wind. Some carried Pokéballs on their belts. Others bore wraps on their hands or light crackles of aura in their palms. All were here to begin their first day at the academy that promised to make them legends

Then, the crowd parted as a warm, golden light descended from above. A girl landed lightly on the stone tiles — her hair a cascade of bright gold, her eyes burning teal like polished gems. She grinned as the glow faded, energy still flickering around her form

“Hey there, new students!” she called, planting her hands on her hips “Welcome to Naranja Academy! Name’s Nemona — Student Council President, Champion-ranked Trainer and your first friendly rival!”

The students murmured in awe. Some swore they’d seen her fly down from the upper terrace. Others whispered about the stories — about the girl who could turn light into power. Nemona smiled wider, almost bouncing on her heels

“Here, we don’t just train Pokémon, we train ourselves to surpass all limits. So I hope you’re ready to battle — a lot!”

She laughed, bright and unrestrained. The ground beneath her still shimmered faintly, as though even the academy itself recognized her as part of its heartbeat

And with that laugh, the world of Ki and Pokémon truly began to unfold