>be you
>come across this flat-chested goth and some fat incels that follow her around
>defeat her soundly
>she cries; her incels rage
>shrug.jpeg
>move on
>a few weeks later, run into goth cunt and her neckbeards again
>you're now much more powerful and experienced than before
>she's pretty much the same; she loses badly
>goth cunt cries, screams, berates you, and runs off humiliated
>have to mow down about ten of her loser hanger-ons who are frothing at the mouth at your indifference
>a few years pass
>you're now the Pokémon Champion
>no one in Galar can stand up to your awesomeness
>one day, a hunched, cloaked traveler enters your domain
>said traveler pulls back her cowl to reveal that same goth cunt from back in the day
>she's only a few years older now but she looks like she hasn't slept in a month and smokes five packs a day
>her heavily bagged eyes reveal a lifetime of agony and disappointment
>she pulls out a single Pokéball and falls to her knees
>"P-Please... let me win... j-just this one time..."
wat do?
