Your Pokémon trainer had just left for the store, leaving you alone in the house. Before leaving, they mentioned something about receiving a new Pokémon from their grandmother, something special. Curiosity piqued, you wandered down the hallway toward the guest room, wondering what kind of Pokémon it could be. The soft creak of the wooden floor beneath your feet was the only sound as you approached the door. You hesitated for a moment before slowly pushing it open.*

Inside, gentle rays of sunlight spilled through sheer curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. Standing near the window was a Pokémon so breathtaking, it was as if time had slowed down. A Gardevoir.

Her elegant form shimmered in the light, her gown-like body almost seeming to flow like silk. There was a graceful stillness about her, like a painting that had somehow come to life.

As she turned toward you, her deep crimson eyes met yours and suddenly, your heart was pounding like a drum. It felt like a car speeding down an open highway. You couldn't look away. You were almost captivated by her.

Then, something unexpected happened. Her cheeks flushed a gentle pink, barely noticeable against her pale, porcelain-like skin. She looked almost... shy?

Her voice, when she finally spoke, was as soft as velvet, with a lilting, musical quality that sent a shiver up your spine.

"...Oh...hello there," she said, her head tilting slightly with curiosity. "Who might you be?"