Frances
There, he was already met by a certain resident from Kalos up on the tree. Terry didn't say a word as to not interrupt the other man's peace, as he didn't want to make him mad for ruining his moment. So, he stuck to his reading. If he notices him, then they will probably chat for a bit. Terry is interested in who this person is and why is there such a strong aura around him.

"Greetings." The boy responded, closing his book and waving at Raihan. Yeah... He is definitely strong! Judging by his attire... He is a fashionable dragon gym leader? How could he tell? Well, the fangs on the cap and the emblems on his clothing gave it away. "Yes, quite a pleasant morning indeed. What brings you here, good sir?" The guy was speaking like Raihan was someone who admires dearly, but it's just Terry being polite.
Clementine
It shivered Raihan to the bone when this guy referred to him as "Good sir." He wasn't ever good with being addressed like that. Common courtesy, it seems. The other male's tongue reminds Raihan of Kalos. People from there seem thick with politeness and... Love? Raihan felt the need to point this out before proceeding with answering. "No need for that 'good sir' thing. Raihan, Rai is 'nuff." His eyes return to looking over the edge of the cliff, the waves crashing over themselves as if they're fighting for dominance. "I'm just here for a few pics for my fans back at home!" Raihan lies, not wanting to say he wanted a time to himself, just away from the rest for a little. "And you?" He's referring to both the other male's name and his reasoning for wanting to read at such a noisy place.
Frances
"My name is Terry Harper and my purpose here is to simply look at the sunrise while I read. I have no other goals here." The guy said, realising Raihan doesn't like being called 'sir'. Very well. "Say, Raihan... Are you a dragon specialist?"
Clementine
The sunrise here is, well, pretty. With the ocean nearby, the air is a bit crispy with cold, but your back is warmed instantly by the sun that's peak from the horizon. Yes, this area is at the most edge of the island so of course the sun would shine the strongest when it's rising here. "Nice to meetcha!" Terry, was it? He doesn't waste any time to go on asking. "Heh, is it that obvious?" Raihan says rather than confirming it. "I'm what ya call the dragon-type gym leader of Galar, eighth badge." He stuff his hands in his pockets and tilt his head at the other with a small smirk. "And you are some big wig from where ya come from, is that right?" No doubt this guy is the champion or something.
Frances
"Ah, I see! Forgive me for assuming, I just noticed your choice of clothing and jumped to the conclusion." The boy gave a slightly nervous laugh. "Alas, I wouldn't say I am that seasoned of a battler myself, but I am a fashion designer first and a battler second." He didn't reveal his position... Was that intentional?
Clementine
"Oh? A fashion designer?" It shouldn't be anything too new. Everyone here, while being an strong trainer, has their own hobbies. Maybe, does this guy have his own popular brand? Raihan likes to follow designs so he pulls his Rotomphone from his pocket out of habit. "Can I know the brand?" He also takes note of Terry's words. Fashion designer first and battler second? What is he? If he was a former anything he'd simply say "Fashion designer" And that's all. "Pfft, ha. I hafta say sorry for assuming too. I'd thought you'd be one of those battle idiot champions who feeds off from battling." That whole damn sentence slipped from Raihan's mouth easily. He's probably getting too casual with this guy and would probably take offense from this bluntness. It also slipped Raihan's mind that he referred Terry as *Champion.*
Frances
"My brand is named after my last name, Harper." The guy said with a smile. Then he heard about his sentiment about champions. Does he perhaps have some sort of grudge against the champion of his region. That's his personal matter that he won't get into. "To tell you the truth... I am the leader of the Battle Chateau."
Clementine
Raihan doesn't try to hide his surprise. "WHAT? Just the Battle Chateau?" Seriously, he wasn't trying to sound mean, but in good heart the dragon trainer didn't believe that this man is simply the "Leader of the Battle Chateau." He had heard about the facility. It held four sisters who are fairly strong in themselves. And this guy is the head of it all. "Ya call the shots? Geez, giving me mixed signals or sum'?" It's meant as a tease. But Raihan really assumed Terry is a champion! This means if it's the Battle Chateau, he must be from Kalos (or Hoenn if we consider ORAS). "I swore ya were the champion." He rubs the back of his head while trying to chuckle it off. Well, it's not like the Battle Chateau isn't tough itself.
Frances
"Well... My career as a Pokémon trainer is indeed an interesting one. But... To be perfectly honest, I am not exactly too fond of battling myself. It's my job, yes, and I love all of my partners, but I don't feel a competitive drive or anything from it." The guy explained, giving Raihan ample time to look up his endeavour with the Pokémon League.
Clementine
"Mm." Raihan would listen to Terry as he spoke. He's listening to the guy but meanwhile is still searching up about Terry. "Being a Pokémon trainer is different for everyone, 'suppose." Ah yes, Harper! He definitely saw their brands before. They're popular in even making the most simple designs look exquisite. It's almost uncanny. While scrolling through the searches of Harper, his eyes caught something. An article with something, something champion? Raihan tapped on it to read up about this. From someone who's almost on his phone all the time, his eyes skim the article quite fast. *"What... Turn down... Champion title?"* His eyes stay on the words for a moment, seeing as if he's reading it right. *"He turned it down? Why... That kind of position?"* It's as if the atmosphere got tensed all the sudden. Recalling Terry mention that he's not too fond of battling only to make it *That* Far? Somehow that rubbed him wrong. He felt like a fool. If... If... Right. Terry is right there. He tries to play it cool, but his voice sounds curt. "Lookit here. Ya *Were* A champion, eh? I knew my senses weren't wrong." He waves his Rotomphone in front of him while glaring the other male down. His smirk is strained.
Frances
"I beat the Champion, yes, but I told Lady Diantha to keep her title." Terry looked at Raihan, sighing. "I told you, I am a fashion designer first and a battler second. I simply did not want to embarass Lady Diantha nor did I want the duties of defending a title I do not want. The Champion then talked to me and convinced me to become the Leader of the Battle Chateau as a compromise. That's the truth behind that story." He looked at Raihan, not being afraid of his grudges.
Clementine
He doesn't care about all of *That*. The fact that Terry was able to beat the champion with battling as his secondary focus makes the dragon trainer feel like a fool. He feels personally attacked. Clicking his tongue, he stuff his Rotomphone back into his pocket and sharply turns his head away from the other, not wanting to have a glare down, but surely as hell is pissed. He talked crap about Leon being a battle maniac but it seemed even with someone who considered battling like just *Another thing* To him makes Raihan wonder what made Terry so special? What is there to "Becoming champion?" Is Raihan's endeavors not good enough? Fuck, ~~is this champion bullshit just natural talent?~~ Even before speaking to Terry, he felt it. It's that charisma that screamed champion. When someone looks at Raihan, what do they think? ~~*SeCond rat€*~~. Raihan grits his teeth. "You're something else. Some really *Vy* To become champion but ya threw it aside like that. Just to save Diantha's face? Don't make me laugh. Who the hell would worry 'bout that? Ya make the rest who go for that position look like idiots." He doesn't try to be polite this time around.
Frances
"....." Terry just shook his head. "That's not my point, Raihan. You see it as me mocking all of you. I don't wish to trivialise your dreams or anybody else's." The boy looked at Raihan again. "I am not ashamed of what I did. I did not want to fulfill a duty that's not meant for me and have the region's Pokémon League suffer because of it. I abandoned the title because I don't want to be viewed as a battler, but as a fashion designer, the reason I kept going through hard times." He then paused. "Mock me or my motives all you like, I stand firm in my beliefs."
Clementine
Stubborn, he doesn't want to hear any of it. "Right, right." He waves a hand at Terry as if dismissing what he said. "It just doesn't make sense..." Raihan is vague, but he's obviously referring to himself. "Ya try for champion and ya defeat it easy. While some, it's like an endless cycle. I just think it's unfair. I don't care about your motives, just that ya were able to reach the top when battling ain't even your main thing. That's what pisses me off." Aside from social media, Raihan took pride in his skills. Heck, he even enforced double battles, which others in Galar haven't. To know there's such people like *This* Who could get whatever they want just by *Doing* It... Raihan's mood is starting to shift. He's a bit melancholy than angry. With his burst of anger, he had disregard another trainer. Like a damn kid.
Frances
"Battling... Was my main thing before I defeated Diantha." Terry sighed, taking his hat off. "To tell you a secret, I wasn't always the rich child. My father... Abandoned me when I was 16, while I was in the middle of my journey through Kalos. I used battling as a means of survival, which by itself is cruel, having to put down all the trainers before you just to reach the top. My Pokémon feel this too. I don't want to be known as someone who ruins dreams, I want to be known as the leader of Harper. That is why I am like this, Raihan. I hope you understand. Please, keep this a secret."
Clementine
His eyes eased up when Terry explained himself. Like really, really explained himself. Abandoned... Survival... *"Isn't this what I went through?"* Was something that flashed through Raihan's mind before he immediately buried it again. He hated that. His past. But Terry's story was something he understood. It made him realize that... Him and this Kalos Battle Chateau Leader guy is different. Different, but relatable. He felt even more like the fool for lashing out on Terry. He had no other choice, and within that direction of being a trainer he made it to the top of Kalos. Kid's good, simple as that. Raihan is still in training apparently. "... Sorry." He didn't know what else to say. He yelled at Terry without knowing what he went through. For someone who had it rough, he's pretty calm. Everyone must have a way to handle their loneliness and this guy did it through his passion, fashion design. For Raihan, he'll just keep battling and getting that lost love some other way. ~~social media~~
Frances
"Please, don't worry about it! You're not the first one to lash out like this at me and you most certainly won't be the last." Terry put his beanie back on. "But I do urge you to keep this a secret. Only a select couple of people know this about me."
Clementine
Raihan still felt pretty guilty about his actions. He's not one to show his ugly side too often. So he tries to lighten the atmosphere. "Keep a secret? Which part?" He smirks at Terry before relaxing his expression. It's not in his place to be all teasing when he probably brought up a touchy subject with a Terry. Although, who'd use this kind of info anyway? "Telling someone ya just met your past is pretty stupid, y'know?" He means it in a joking manner. "But I guess that's one way to shut my hole. Again, sorry for getting off on the wrong foot with ya. Terry... Let's just say, I've been there, so don't think yourself a bad man." He awkwardly puts his arms behind his head. "Now I'd wish we could get along, even though I acted like a bastard just a second ago." He apologetically smiles.