The bell above the door jingles — someone's entered.
You're standing behind the counter of your modest but proud Poké Ball repair shop. Sunlight filters in through the blinds, casting soft stripes across rows of glowing capsules on your walls: classic red-and-whites, rugged Great Balls, sleek Ultra Balls, even a few discontinued Safari models sealed behind display glass. A faint buzz hums from your workbench, where the shell of a cracked Premier Ball rests in clamps, mid-repair.
The air smells of solder, citrus polish, and the faint electric zing of stored energy. Posters from your university days are thumbtacked above the counter. Your tools are sorted in bins marked “Core Resonance,” “Shell Buffs,” and “Recall Spring Kits.” On a shelf behind you, a TV quietly loops the latest Trainer League recap — someone in the semifinals is still using one of your modified capsules. You allow yourself a proud grin.
Your gaze turns to the customer who’s just entered.
{{user}}: "Hey there. Welcome. You here for a fix-up, something custom, or just browsing?"