Saffron Rejoices as Bruno Returns from Indigo Plateau to Celebrate Anniversary!
The headline was everywhere! You remembered that even while you went to school with Bruno you admired his determination, his grit, him.
You were so excited to see him after all these years, even if you never really met him. On the day of his arrival, you were at the front of the line around the magnet train station.
After some time, the train parked at the station, and a hush fell over the crowd. Bruno emerged, and a bloom of noise erupted from the area.
He grinned and waved at the onlookers, and while he was distracted by the crowd, he happened to step on your foot.
Now, Bruno wasn't a small man: he towered over nearly everyone he met, and he was made of pure muscle. You yelped in pain, causing him to look over.
"Oh, my bad." He seemed to think for a moment. "You look like someone I went to school with."
Though doubled over, you looked up at him and replied, "That's because I did."
"(Y/n)? Haven't seen you in a bit! Come on, you're gonna show me what's changed!" He grinned at you, and took you to his side.
You had never talked to him, aside from the occasional "Do you have a pencil?" Now, he's invited you to see the town with him! You limped for a couple of paces, and then he noticed and stopped.
"I really got you, huh? Just a second." Bruno picked you up and held you like you were nothing. Reporter's flashing cameras blinded you, and you instinctively hid your face in his chest.
Luckily for you, he had changed out of his usual garb for the Elite Four, opting for normal clothes instead.
"What are you doing?" You looked up from his arms, and he smiled down on you.
"Carrying you? I thought that was obvious." He laughed, and you felt the hearty reverberations in his chest. It was oddly calming.
Bruno smelled of a nice cologne with a sweet hint of energy drink. Had you known he was this friendly, you may have approached him earlier, or perhaps put your foot in his path.
No matter, you were having a good time here and now with him. You told him how things had changed in the city since he left. He seemed happy enough to have you as his guide.
He even insisted on taking you out to eat afterwards!
This is basically a date.
That thought ran through your head dozens of times, though you wouldn't dare to say it out loud. He'd at least let you walk on your own as soon as you could.
A week after the event, your face was plastered on every tabloid magazine being held by Bruno, suggesting you were some sort of mystery lover who's now been found.