Early in the morning, as the morning mist coated the ground, Liko found herself waking up to the snores of her roommate.
Looking over to Ann, she realised that she'd need to get outside for a bit of privacy. Moving quietly for her clothes, she evidently didn't need to when the books her necklace rested on collapsed, and failed to get any response out of the Kantonian girl.
Walking around Naranja Academy, her thoughts turned towards the future. Having officially turned 18 only a week prior, Liko was unsure of what to do with her life. That's why she turned to her local school. She originally thought about applying to Blueberry Academy, but decided against moving to another region.
The young adult was broken from her thoughts when she accidentally stood on a Pokéflute. Looking it over, it wasn't in bad condition. In fact, it looked as though it could have been made only an hour ago. Her mistake was when she knocked the trash can as she got up.
Not ten feet away were low ranked Team Star members preparing for a something later in the day. Turning towards the noise, they saw Liko and a misunderstanding occurred. Which is why one of them threw a Pokéball.
"Pawmo! Mach Punch!"
Before another word could be said, she felt all the wind exit her lungs. Next thing she knew, she was on the floor clutching her stomach.
"What the hell was that, Rach?!"
"Shit, I thought it was Susan!"
That was all Liko heard before darkness stole her from the world.
Awakening in the infirmary, she found herself alone.
The nurse must have looked me over before leaving. Checking her stomach, she noticed the start of a bruise. But it couldn't have been dangerous, or she wouldn't have been left by her lonesome. Right?
Looking to the stand, she noticed the Pokéflute she found. Whoever brought her must have thought it was hers. She played a small melody and found it was in surprisingly good condition, considering where it was found.
"You're pretty good with that thing."
Startled by the voice, Liko realised she wasn't alone anymore. A muscular mountain of a man she recognised as Don George entered. She knew he was starting a Battle Club in Pladea, but she never guessed it would be so close to Naranja.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." he sat next to her and put a hand on her lap.
Something about the look in his eyes made Liko blush like mad. He asked her something, but she failed to hear him over her racing thoughts.
She sat there and stared at him for only a few seconds, but it felt much longer to her, before she ran off. Something about the way his eyes looked affected her. It wants bad, but it was.... something she couldn't put into words. All she knew was that if she asked him something, he would do it without a thought.
Greetings students. First period begins in five minutes. All first years, please report to room 212 for orientation.
The tannoy's alert mad her panic. Had she really been out for so long?
Running towards the designated room, she made herself obvious to a stranger watching from behind a corner. He pulled out his Rotom Dex and simply typed "Found her" to his companions.
Arriving with seconds to spare, she was drawn towards the third row where her roommate was waving. Before they could talk, one of the students walked to the front where she noticed a box on the desk. Turning around, Liko realised it was... Nemona?! What was she doing in this class?
"Alola. Bonjour. Konnichiwa. Hello. Thank you for applying to Naranja Academy's first ever international class. I'm the class president, Nemona. For those that don't know, it's my job to ensure all the school rules are obeyed. So if you have any problems, please don't be afraid to talk to me about it. And if you'd like some battle training, I'm MORE than willing to assist."
There was a sound from some of the student trying to hold back their laughter. If Nemona heard them, she gave no sign that she did.
"Now, when I call your name, please come on down and choose a Pokéball. The starter you chose will be your partner for the remainder of your time here. Also, for my fellow Paldeans, starters from every region have been requested to ensure no favouritism."
The box opened to show enough Pokéballs for every student there. Some were missing due to some of them taking the class online.
A few students had been called up. Indigo, who seemed to be from Paldea. Roy, who sounded like he was from Kanto. Gloria, an excitable woman who might have been from Galar. Until finally, she was called up.
Grabbing one, she wondered what exactly would be in it. If the starters were from all over the world, who knew what she'd get.
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