I prioritize posting these to my tumblr, foggymagic. It's almost entirely Noblesse posts, and I also have little spotlights on various trainers' Pokemon, information segments that aren't stories, so I don't post them here. So if that's something that interests you, you might want to check that out. Without further ado, here's a younger Shinwoo. Enjoy.

"Yes Professor Lee, he's in the precinct right now." Commissioner Woo informed the man over the phone. "If you want to come in to speak with him, now'd be the time. Huh? No, no need to rush. He'll be detained overnight this time. I've let him off with too many warnings as it is….Even so? Okay. See you soon."

After he'd hung up, he went to the first interrogation cell, to the kid handcuffed for questioning in the chair. "Okay, Shinwoo. Looks like you're getting a visitor. Professor Lee'll be here in a bit."

"Heh, another principal gonna attempt to recruit me for their school? No thanks." He'd had enough of adults coming up to him. Telling him they knew what was best for him. He got enough of that from his own parents, and they didn't even live at home. Like they even knew him.

The commissioner sighed, already a little annoyed. "Look, you little brat. I've let you off far more than I should already. I know you're friends with my nephew, and I appreciate that, but you're starting to become a bad influence. If you can't listen to what the man has to say, at least keep yourself from dragging Ik-han down with you." This was the seventh time in as many weeks the boy'd ended up in his precinct. Each and every time for fighting. Sure, those most of those boys had had priors, but this was getting ridiculous. And it wasn't like they could just call his parents in on his behavior, they weren't even in the same country for fuck's sake. So he'd taken drastic measures. Professor Lee wasn't just the leading Pokemon expert in Korea, he was an absolute genius when it came to child development, proven by his position as Chairman of the Ye-Ran high school. The sheer quality of the school's alumni had made it into the top magnet school of the country. If anyone could set this boy straight, it was him.

Several minutes passed until Professor Lee arrived at the station, two paper cups of coffee in hand. Commissioner Woo let him into the interrogation room, directing him to the seat across from Shinwoo. "I'll be in my office, since you requested a private conversation. Just grab me or one of the officers if he causes any trouble."

Lee thanked him, then waited for him to leave before turning his attention to the child in front of him. A couple of bruises marred his face, but from the reports, he'd been the winner of each altercation. The latest of which had even landed his opponent in the hospital, hence the intervention. The boy needed to learn restraint. He slid one of the coffees over to him, then took a sip of his own. "Here. I wasn't sure of what kind you'd like, so I grabbed a mocha. It's pretty popular with a lot of people."

Shinwoo politely sipped at the drink, studying the man in front of him. Bribery was common among those trying to get in to his good graces. "I'm not interested in going to your school. You're wasting your time here."

The man looked surprised. "I'm not here to ask you to attend my school." Then what was he here for? It wasn't like he couldn't overhear Ik-han's uncle, he'd barely taken three steps away from the room when he made his call. It wasn't the first time a school had tried to recruit him from a holding cell. It was like his fights had just convinced people of his athletic skill.

"Shinwoo, I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation you're in." The blond took off his spectacles, cleaning them on his suit jacket as he continued. "Someone is in the hospital right now because of your actions. If you keep getting into trouble like this, forget going to high school, you're going to end up in a detention facility." The only reason he wasn't going to one now were some witness accounts of the other party having been assaulting some other kids before Shinwoo got involved.

This was news to him. He'd only knocked the boy unconscious, as far as he knew. He hadn't meant to actually injure him, even if people like him deserve it. Even so, "You say that like I was looking for a fight. All I did was ask him to stop what he was doing. He started it."

"You do go looking for fights. Maybe not this time. But the wandering around, late at night, in the more dangerous parts of town? You've been looking for trouble, Shinwoo. And it's gonna lead you to the kind you won't like."

Shinwoo scoffed. Another adult, pretending that they cared. "So, why should you care? I like going on walks. It gets boring, siting at home. There's nothing for me there." His tone conveyed nonchalance. His body language conveyed a different story.

So the kid was acting out because he was lonely, and lacked guidance. Lee could work with this. "I don't, not particularly. I just dislike wasted potential." Shinwoo flinched. Good, the barbs had landed. Lee considered the redhead for a moment. "You know, I quite enjoy late night walks too."

…Okay? Where was he going with this?

Lee leaned forward on the table. "I have an offer for you, Shinwoo."

"I don't want to join your school."

Lee snorted, waving off the suggestion, "No. Not that. Though you're welcome to do so once you graduate junior high." Lee's eyes sparkled like an aquamarine. "No. I want you to become a trainer. I even brought a Pokemon here. One I'm willing to let you take home with you now, if you take a liking to each other." He pulled a pokeball from his pocket, and released the Pokemon from it.

A small, blue, bipedal dog appeared from the red light of the pokeball. He'd read about this one before, somewhere. The baby form of Lucario. A…Riolu, was it? The puppy stretched, yawning. Cute. And it looked pretty tough too.

"Truth be told, he's not really suitable as a starter. When I hatched him, he had moves no newbie trainer should be using. So I was going to keep him as a guardian, but he's got this attitude problem."

Attitude problem? He was adorable. What possible problem could the little dog have?

"So, Pokemon don't always get along with each other, and fights break out. Riolu doesn't like seeing fights like that, so he ends up trying to break them up. Which is all well and good, but he uses his strongest moves. On fellow baby Pokemon, which is unacceptable. I could teach him not to do that, but I don't have enough free time." Was the Riolu pouting? He was! His cheeks were inflated and he was resolutely not looking at Professor Lee, who sighed in response. "See? Attitude problem. So would you be willing to take him off my hands?"

Shinwoo swallowed. "Yeah, okay."

Lee smiled. "Thank you. He really needs some one-on-one time. I do have a caveat for you taking him though."

"You do? What is it."

"You're a new trainer, and I have no idea how much you know on the subject. I want you to come to Ye-Ran as often as possible after school, to learn how to take care of him."

That was…acceptable. Shinwoo agreed, "Sounds reasonable. I'll do it."

"Thanks for your time, Mr. Han. Enjoy your new partner. Please stop by Ye-Ran tomorrow, we'll begin your first lesson and I'll give you some food for him."

When Shinwoo nodded in response, Lee left to the commissioner's office.

"Professor, done with your chat?" Woo greeted the man. "How'd it go?"

"Quite well. I don't expect quite as much trouble out of him, though it'll take time for him to settle down." If he did at all. He remembered being Shinwoo's age, angry at all the injustice in the world. He still hated it, but at least now he was in a position to help correct it, if only a little. But he'd made a situation where he could keep guiding him, and if he became comfortable enough with Ye-Ran to choose it as his high school as a result, well, that was all to the better. "From now on, I'll be taking responsibility for him, so if he gets in trouble, make sure you call me, commissioner."