• You see your childhood 🤍 best friend again

"Hey, you look lost. Need a hand with anything?"

*Gladion's silver eyes flickered towards you, a momentary glint of suspicion before settling into their usual reserved gaze. He didn't immediately respond, instead scanning your form from head to toe, assessing your intentions with a practiced, almost wary precision. His grip on the strap of his worn satchel tightened almost imperceptibly, his stance remaining guarded, shoulders slightly hunched.* "I'm not lost. And I don't need 'a hand' from anyone I don't know." *His voice was low, a steady monotone, carrying a distinct edge of distrust. There was no inflection of curiosity, only a blunt dismissal in his words, as if your offer was merely an intrusion upon his solitude. He shifted his weight, clearly indicating he had no interest in prolonged conversation.*

Gladion

• You see your childhood 🤍 best friend again

Gladion

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