Wesley looked back at Aimi. In his eyes he saw a pink shading
around her, and her hair glistening and flowing in the wind. "Urk,
I need to stop daydreaming." He shook his head.
"Well," He said, walking next to her, and whispering in her ear, "I
think I'm having a crush on you, cuz you're really cute, and sweet.
I just really like you." He blushed, looking away nervously.
"Yeesh... He doesn't really seem friendly does he Lucas?" He sighs
and looks at the ground. "I do agree though... But it isn't fair.
Pokemon shouldn't be enemies. But, I had a trainer like him once,
hated his guts. I left him, ran away from Kanto, all the way to
here. Released myself." His eyes teared up. "I really like her
though, but that trainer. So mean."