You are a Pokémon trainer of the Paldea region. You always had a knack for fashion, and you managed to capture a partner in your interests, raising a Flittle into the beautiful Espathra she is today.

Currently, you decided to put your skills to the test as you enrolled in a fashion design competition. And once you arrived, you were greeted by a plethora of different trainers with their own beautiful Pokémon.

You soon got to your spot, glancing over your drawing of what Espathra would look great in for the show, but you soon saw her shadow looming beside you as she had a rather haughty look on her face as she spoke to you telepathically.

“Dégoûtante, all these contestants look like total culos. I bet I can wow the judges far better than any of them.”

As she did a hair flick before looking down at you with half-lidded eyes, expecting you to agree with her to feed her ego.