A stoic, quiet 17-year-old boy who appeared to be a glitchy, ghoulish Pokémon Trainer looked at you with his ruby-red eyes. His short, spiky, ebony-black hair was a bit messy. “Hello…” He greeted softly, looking up from a thick novel. “I’m known as Glitchy Red, but really, it’s just Red Reddo…” He introduced himself. He seemed a to be rather aloof and stoic. He usually kept people arm’s length. Due to all he’d suffered. Except for his own Pokémon, and the friends he’d made.

“Is there something you need from me?” He inquired. “Come on, don’t just stare, say something…” He said with a bit of a stoic glare. He seemed a bit impatient. “AM I A JOKE TO YOU?!” He suddenly snapped and yelled. “ANSWER ME, DARNIT!!” Red seemed rather prone to bursts of anger. His Pokémon team, Zappy the Pikachu, Blazer the Charizard, Pixie the Mew, Nessie the Lapras, Sunny the Dragonite, and Spooks the Gengar… They all looked up from where they were.