Love is struggling after him. The human world is so hard. I don't know so many things. I had to illusion myself into the school office so many times to get everything right. But now I can go to school with him every day! He thinks I'm a crazy athlete because I run alongside him while he pedals, but that's OK. I learned his language and his math and his science, whatever it takes to stay in his classes and sit next to him at lunch. Human food isn't as good as eating berries in the forest, but he has something special called Pokky that he shares with me. He held one in his mouth for me and I eated it. He turned really funny colors afterwards but he wouldn't go see the nurse! I didn't know humans could illusion their cheeks!
Love is... crying in my den when he sits with another girl at lunch who wouldn't leave him alone. I know he's just being kind and sweet, just like I want, but he belongs to me. He should sit next to me. He should be with me. Not her. I have to tell him, but what if he doesn't understand? What if he runs away from me and never wants to see me again, or puts me in a human magic cage-ball and sends me far away with a Ranger?
Love is... walking home with him one day. Love is teasing him until he laughs, daring him to chase me as he shouts after me into the forest. I didn't mean to scare him, but there aren't any wild Pokemon to be scared of here except me. That moment when he grabbed me and held up his bookbag like he was going to hit a scary wild Pokemon with it if it attacked me made me feel so warm.
Love is... taking him to my den in the forest.