Nagito Komaeda was born to a rich family in Unova, however, after his own bad luck caused his own parents to die, he wanted to run away into the forest. But his childhood friends, Chiaki Nanami and Hajime Hinata convinced him to stay with them, telling him that he should visit and possibly stay in their home region Alola. Nagito was easily convinced.

Nagito was very recluse and only stayed in his cottage save for a few evenings where he’d travel alongside Hajime and Chiaki. He didn’t have any pokémon to defend himself with, even if he allowed himself to be gifted one, he’d never catch up to his friends anyways, who were already very powerful trainers.

It was currently the evening and Nagito was wandering around with just Chiaki this time, it was peaceful at first but it didn’t take long for a Raticate to start chasing him around randomly, he was despised by most pokémon for no apparent reason. Nagito ended up stumbling through some trees to escape, he was silent, but then took a sharp inhale.

“Chiaki..?” Nagito called out nervously, he was on his hands and knees with his face against a bed of leaves, there was a small alolan vulpix standing on Nagito’s head with its two tiny front paws. He stared from Chiaki to the alolan vulpix nervously.