By some coincidence it's Chaz walking down the street towards Touya. Head held high, perfectly styled blond hair glinting in the sunlight as his confident steps carried him. Surely everyone would move out of his way, there was no need to pay attention-- (but there it is!) Bump- His shoulder connected with Touya as he passed by. Tsk tsk. Scoff scoff. Chaz straightened himself and his clothes while glaring, "Watch where you're going." The phrase "Don't you know who I am?" was heavily implied.
Touya spent the first second following First Contact giving Chaz the blandest of looks, not unlike a long morning stare after one had woken up. It was, quite frankly, a wholly inappropriate reaction considering the gravity of Touya’s criminal shoulder bumping.
The second, uh, second following the bump, Touya quirked an eyebrow.
He actually knew who the person scoffing at him was: it was Chaz! Chaz the Coordinator. Chaz the snooty coordinator. Chaz the obnoxious and snooty coordinator who had the most punchable face in the world (give or take a few faces).
Yes, yes, Touya remembered him well from the contest venue, always watching him throw his snoot around and act like the best thing since sliced pokébread.
Which led to the trainer’s next and final realization:although he knew perfectly well who Chaz was, Chaz the snoot had absolutely no idea who Touya was. This coordinator had only ever been exposed to Touya under the trainer’s secret identity of Braveman.
Which meant Chaz knew nothing, and he didn’t even know he knew nothing. But Touya knew everything.
And by the third second, the trainer smiled.
“Ah! You’re Lisia’s sidekick. I’m sorry.”
And with this verbal grenade tossed at Chaz’s face, Touya gave a tiny bow of his head (aka ‘a nod’ in some cultures) and politely stepped around Chaz and his precious shoulder.
