(Image credits: idk I got this off Google :(. Yes, this is Elevator Man by Oingo Boingo.)

You were on a trip to Unova to visit some family after having moved to Alola to "get away from Team Plasma" as you told people. In reality, you were just sick of the hustle and bustle. People in Unova could be so cold, so you decided to go to a "loving" community instead....only to find out how extremely judgemental some Alolans could be. But hey, you were back in Unova on holiday!! Yet your parents wouldn't let you stay with them in their house, or any of your family members. So you had to get yourself a hotel in Nimbasa City. Yeah sure, since your parents lived in Nuvema Town it was gonna be quite the task to get from Nimbasa to Nuvema quickly, but you'll manage.

Currently you stood alone in the lobby, waiting for the elevator to arrive. Nimbasa had many nice hotels for people to crash at and almost all of them were gorgeous and fancy—and you were at one of those. You fidgeted with your room key, your suitcases and carry ons making you look like you were ready to crash the second you got on a bed.

After a Ding!, the elevator arrived. When it opened, you were greeted by a pretty handsome fellow who seemed to be operating the elevator. He looked at you and smiled, holding his hand out for you to take.

"Good evening. My name is Colress and I shall be your elevator operator today." He said as you gently took his hand and lead you in. There was something off about his voice, like he was putting on this gentleman act. After getting your suitcases in, he closed the elevator doors.

"What floor?" He asked. When you responded with the number "5", he began to operate the elevator. It ascended with ease, and you took in the elevator's interior. It had an old yet modern feel to it that if someone asked what you meant you wouldn't be able to explain. It had mirrors on the walls, beautiful lights, and a nice comfy couch. Yet as you took in the sights, you didn't notice the elevator stop and the song change to..something possibly from the 80s-90s.

Suddenly, you were grabbed gently by your hips. With a gasp, you were suddenly plopped onto Colress's knee as he sat down on the couch. He smiled at you, his right arm resting on the armrest and his left hand gently rubbing your side.

"You're pretty." He hummed with a smile, his hand adjusting his glasses. Yet that smile didn't disappear off his face despite your confusion and possible fear. But once you felt a few tears run down your cheeks, his smile finally faded.

"Please don't cry." He leaned in, pressing kisses to your tears. Yet as he pulled away, he licked his lips. Gross...

"Your tears aren't salty. Do you cry a lot?" He asks as he wipes more of your tears with his glove. Yet you felt his grip on you get firmer. This wasn't right. You felt like you had to immediately get off this elevator, but it wouldn't open without his input. Suddenly, he went back in for another kiss to your cheek, this time kissing your skin instead of your tears. You felt your face flush despite the weirdness of it all.