Meant to be - 1st ShotMore Like This
A green haired young man, about 18 years old, stared at the black sky of the fresh night and a soft breeze played with his hair. If it wasn't to much work, he could easily count the stars, because not a single cloud was recognizable. It's been two years since he's felt this relieved. It felt like tons of weight fell of his shoulders. Finally he had reached his aim. Like a rebirth. For so long time he felt like he was dead, but this girl woke him up. Not actual gently, she won against him and with that fact, she destroyed his dreams of releasing the Pokemons of their "rude" owner.
Another soft breeze took his deep sigh away into the endless seeming nothing in front of him. He didn't know how long it has been, since he's looked up to the stars, thinking of the girl who ruined and coincidentally saved him. Saved from his absolutely crazy father, who has used him like a farmer at chess. Touko was her name, a brown haired girl with her own views of the world. Right now