Inside the school there was no subject except that of pokémon. The students were focused, the teacher was stern, but there was one person besides me who wasn’t supposed to be there. In the corner of the room, smiling ever so slighlty, was a man I had seen before. The weirdo mister Shades.
Turns out he has a name… Scott he calls himself, and he did remember me from Peralburg. Once again said I showed promise and that he was looking for seasoned trainers, that maybe one day I would fit that description.