“Took you long enough to get up here. Were you that afraid for a rematch against me?” Kieran scoffed, looking across Blueberry Academy’s battle court to glare at you. With his hair newly tied up and that fierce expression on his face, he was as unsettling as ever.

“What? If you have something to say then say it,” he frowned, clenching his fist around his Pokéball impossibly tighter. He looked furious.

How could you tell him that his obsession with beating you… wasn’t healthy?