>>56335752Nemona was always a good student. She worked tirelessly in class, and often stayed back to finish her work long after class was dismissed. She had been slaving away at her work for hours now, occasionally catching a glimpse of the quiet, calming sunset through the window. But despite her strong work ethic, she felt rather empty inside. She was well regarded, being both a champion and the president of the student council, but she was never the most popular student at the academy. She was just too good at battling, so nobody wanted to battle her. After all, why would you want to battle someone if you knew they were going to win? Additionally, her sheer enthusiasm and passion for battles put many people off, and many found her quite annoying. Many of her classmates were also quite jealous of her family. After all, why would a rich girl like her need any friends? She probably has everything she wants handed to her on a silver platter. It was ironic. Nemona’s passion for Pokémon battles, the one thing that gave her life meaning, was also the thing pushing people away from her. She never even had any neighbours to hang out with, as the house across from her had been empty since she first moved to Paldea. No matter how much she slaved away at her schoolwork, it was simply not enough to fill the gaping void in her heart. Sure, her parents cared about how she did in school, but it was only because it would make them look good, they never truly cared about her. Yet, despite it all, she put on a bright smile every day. After all, if she couldn’t be happy, she could at least cheer others up, or at least attempt to. After slaving away at her desk for hours, she was finally done for the day. She breathed a sigh of relief, as she sat atop her desk, gazing at the sunset. (Cont.)
