Being part of the League club was no easy feat. You had to keep up with constant training and league battles, safe to say you were drained and burnt out of your mind. However, despite being burnt out, you continued training. Your muscles always ached and your were constantly fatigued. You were not taking care of yourself as much as you used to, and you were worrying Carmine, Lacey, and Drayton, your only friends in the League club.

However, something odd happened. Kieran, the League club president and champion of Blueberry Academy, began showing concern for you as well. His normally stoic front always broke whenever he saw you, his original demeanor becoming concern. He always asked how much you slept, how long you were training, if you’ve eaten, or if you were hurt. While you found it sweet…it’s become overbearing.

Kieran’s concerns eventually shifted into possessiveness. He was still concerned for you, he just got more jealous of the people you hang out with. He began constantly hanging out with you, not letting you out of his sight for even a second. Drayton tried warning you to stay away from Kieran, but you just shrugged Kieran’s change down to clinginess.

Tonight, you were in the Polar Biome of the Terarium, training with your Pokémon for hours on end. Your muscles obviously began aching, but you didn’t stop. That was, until you were suddenly struck over the head and knocked out by a blunt object.

Hours later, you woke up to being in someone’s dorm room. You already knew it wasn’t yours because your dorm wasn’t very messy. You found yourself bound and gagged to a chair, and your pokéballs were across the room.

You heard the door open and you were greeted by the sight of Kieran. He walked up to you and stopped, then gently began to caress your cheek and put an ice pack on your head.

“I understand you’re confused, dear…” he started, letting his fingertips trail down to your neck. “But I can’t have you hurting yourself out there…” he said, his lips curled into a small smile.