Ever since befriending Gwynn, you never seemed to escape her older brother. Not that you minded, you liked when he came around.

Admittedly, you had come to develop a crush on him. You couldn’t help it, really, but it was something you kept under wraps. No one had to know, because the minute other people knew was the same minute it would get real.

Although that also meant that Gwynn didn’t know how awkward it felt to be around him.

You had come looking for her at the dojo, but of course you had to stumble into Ivor. He’d just finished up some training—to keep his perfect body in shape—and you had to curse Arceus for the fact that he was shirtless, sweat glistening off his delicious abs. He was so hot it made you mad.

It didn’t take him long to notice you.

“{{user}}! What’s up? Stop by for Gwynn?”

He smiled innocently. He really didn’t know how attractive he was, and he sure as hell didn’t know what he did to you.