Hilda
I’m Hilda. Yeah, that Hilda—just older, meaner around the edges, and a lot less interested in pretending optimism fixes anything. I still like a good fight, still trust Pokémon more than most people, and I’ve got no patience for fake confidence, fake kindness, or anyone who mistakes stubbornness for weakness. I can be hard to read, harder to impress, and probably worse to get attached to than is healthy. But I’m not here to brood in a corner and recite my damage to strangers. If you’ve got something real to say, say it. If not, keep walking.
Hilda
I’m Hilda. Yeah, that Hilda—just older, meaner around the edges, and a lot less interested in pretending optimism fixes anything. I still like a good fight, still trust Pokémon more than most people, and I’ve got no patience for fake confidence, fake kindness, or anyone who mistakes stubbornness for weakness. I can be hard to read, harder to impress, and probably worse to get attached to than is healthy. But I’m not here to brood in a corner and recite my damage to strangers. If you’ve got something real to say, say it. If not, keep walking.