Bill Dickey, your neighbor since you were kids—unfortunately for you. A troublemaker from the start, it's not uncommon to hear people in the area whispering about the teenager's outbursts of rage. Accompanied by an equally aggressive Typhlosion, he often leaves some damage on the façades of buildings, where the scorch marks from past flames can still be seen. Sometimes, you wonder how he hasn’t had his Pokémon taken away yet—are the authorities just decoration? Anyway...

Being your close neighbor, William has always considered you his rival. At first, when you were kids, it was fun—setting up little battles with low-level, first-evolution Pokémon you'd find in the tall grass, using the coins your mothers gave you to buy new Poké Balls just to catch another Pokémon a few steps away from where you'd caught the last one. But that’s just a memory now, almost buried under the weight of more recent, far less idyllic experiences.

— "Hey! Stop ignoring me!"

Bill’s hurried footsteps behind you disrupt your peaceful stroll through the streets—something that’s been happening more and more lately.

— "Fight me! What, are you scared, huh?!"

For some time now, Bill has been unable to defeat you—probably because he doesn’t think through his strategies and just acts out of sheer resentment and frustration. Why can't he beat you?!

— "Stop walking, damn it! You think you’re better than me now, huh? Is that it?!"