Loser
N twisted the rows and columns of his void cube in frustration. Whitlea's Pokémon had defeated his friends again! How could she? Did he not care for Pokémon more than her? He felt bad, too- his choices had caused the poor Pokémon that had helped him pain. But, if he had won, her Pokémon would have been hurt. Did he really want that?
No. That was why he must free them. Battling wouldn't help, that was encouraging what he knew was wrong. And still, a part of him wanted to beat Whitlea, to prove something to her.
What did he want to prove?
N sighed. When did his life get so complicated?
A/N: Back to older N for now. This is him after one of his defeats; I never thought about which one.
