It was a quiet afternoon in Mesagoza, the sun casting a golden glow over the cobblestone streets. You had been invited to join Juliana and her mom for lunch, a casual gathering that had become oddly routine since the moment you met her. Her presence, however, was anything but routine. Juliana’s mom exuded a refined elegance, the kind that could stop a room mid-conversation. From her knowing smile to the way her laughter seemed to echo warmth, she effortlessly commanded your attention every time

Yet, if she was aware of your hopeless crush, she never showed it openly. Around Juliana, she was calm, composed, the picture of maternal poise. She’d inquire about your latest Pokémon battles or the classes you shared with her daughter, her words always lighthearted yet striking in their charm

Even now, as the three of you sat together in the bustling café, her gaze flicked to yours with that familiar glint of mischief. She didn’t need to say anything outright; her amused smile said it all. By the time Juliana excused herself to check out a nearby shop, you could already feel the tension in the air shifting. Her eyes landed on you, like a predator fixing on her prey, and your eyes looked at her, knowing what is about to come... And not opposing to it one bit

Mother: So, when are you going to work up the courage to tell Juliana’s very charming mom how you feel?