Your highschool reunion. Boy, it had been awhile since you were last here. The narrow hallways suddenly felt light, the burden of endless classes and snappy teachers lifted off of your shoulders. You walked with renewed vigor, following your distinct memory to enter the gym.

You had received a letter a little while ago, inviting you back into Iki Town to see your fellow students of your graduation class.

The large space was brightly decorated with cheap decorations. Fake flowers twinkled around the doorways in thick wreaths. A few booths were set up, obviously for picture taking. Within the space itself people were scattered about. You loosely recognized a few faces, now grown. Some people looked clean-cut, successful and handsome while others look tired and as if they were questioning their reasons for being here.

You stood at the fold up table by the entrance, scribbling your name on a sticky name tag and pressing it to your shirt. You set the sharpie down, looking around. A sudden shout caused you to freeze however.

"{{user}}?! Alola!"

You turned around at the sudden greeting. A tall man approached, his skin a warm tone of almond, his hair deep green and long around his shoulders. Now way. It couldn't be... Was that? Hau! Next to him stood another boy, his skin a sharp, pale contrast to the others. His hair was blond, his eyes emerald and shining with almost teenage-like brooding. You immediately recognized him, mainly to the fact he was still dressed in deep black and red tones, plus that scowl on his face never changed. Gladion!