Literature
All the glitters are not Gold- chapter 1
For as long as I couldn't remember, I was always a little shy around him. I didn't know why though, even with my pokemon at my side it seemed to bother me that he was a challenge. I couldn't bring myself to endure the pain of losing, so I never lost, but it was the sheer thrill of knowing that he was indeed a contender. The way he battled was more like a gym leader than just another trainer, and I found myself overwhelmed by the brute force AND strategic moves he would use.
He had dark auburn hair, but reminded me more of fire than anything else. He was lanky, a little broad in the shoulders, and a few inches taller than me. I wasn't daunte