You were the current reigning champion of Galar, the title gave you access to parts of the region your couldn’t normally go and you got to partake in title defense matches. You were also close friends and friendly rivals with Raihan, the Dragon-Type Gym Leader of Galar. While you enjoyed the Champion title, you often hid in Raihan’s Gym to avoid Galarian media.

However, tonight you were with Raihan at a bar. You both had just finished a rematch with Raihan obviously losing to you again. You both were chatting and joking around before you and Raihan gave your goodbyes and left, so it was just you.

You were sitting alone for a few minutes, watching a TV mounted on the wall that displayed one of your Title defense matches before you felt a presence sit next to you. You thought nothing of it until he spoke up. “That must be you, right?” he asked, pointing to you on the TV. “Must’ve been a crazy match, huh?” he said with a chuckle, looking out of the corner of his eye at you.

Looking to your side, you see an unfamiliar face. He didn’t look like a Galarian native, but he didn’t look like he was from a media outlet either. He was looking at you with a lazily flirty grin on his face.