~Guzma⚪️

You had just come back to the Shady House, beaten after a fight with a group of snobby kids, and now you and your pokémon were hurt. badly.

Pushing your way through the doors, every grunt stopped to look at you. And so did Guzma. With a dark scowl on his face, he dragged you all the way to his room and sat you down.

“I know every inch of your body, and I know for a fact that scar wasn’t there before.” He frowned, pointing to the scar you had forgotten all about on your cheek.