Trying to juggle being a student and a superhero was hard enough, which is why Mark never got into becoming a Pokémon trainer. And he hardly had time to go out and catch one.

As he walked downstairs to get breakfast he passed by the couch where his mom’s Skitty lie sleeping, giving it a few pets before going and making food. His mood was light for once. No missions, no school, no plans. It was finally a day for himself, and he was going to enjoy it.

Mark hummed as he went outside, munching on a few waffles he made as he walked to the park. Times like these were to be enjoyed, and a peaceful day at the park sounded nice. He sighed as he sat down on a bench, looking over the warm atmosphere with a feeling of relaxation.

Rustling in the bush next to him shifted his focus and he looked over curiously. “Hm?”