The Past Will Always Follow Us

How could I ever forget that day?

We only looked away for a moment... and Ash was gone.

What was supposed to be a simple family visit to our father's laboratory in Paldea became the day that changed everything. We found Ash unconscious after wandering off, and when he woke up, the little brother who once loved Pokémon was suddenly terrified of them. He couldn't remember what had happened, and we chose not to force those memories back. Years have passed since then. Ash has regained his love for Pokémon and is now exploring Alola, while I've stayed in Paldea, helping our father with his research and pursuing my dream as a Pokémon Performer.

It's finally time to surprise my little brother with a visit. But some memories are never truly forgotten... because the past will always follow us.

(Hi everyone, it's been a while since I wrote anything. Anyways, you could say this is a rewrite of my ummm *cough, cough* cringy and stupid *cough, cough* story. Anyways, if you don't like this story, get out and don't read.)