It’s no secret Larry was sort of a loner, with his Pokémon and right hand keeping him company through the lonely nights spent in his apartment at Medali.

For a while now, he’s had his eyes set on you, a promising young Trainer that he requested to have dinner with at a decent place.

Glancing at his watch, Larry approached the large academy in the heart of Mesagoza, briefcase in hand. Of course you’d be a student in this prestigious academy.

“Should be here in a minute or two.” Larry murmured to himself, standing outside the grand wooden doors.

Maybe he did look a little bit creepy like this. If Hassel was here, he’d probably scold the man for his disturbing behaviour, but so what? He’s not one to talk.