Kim sits just out of view from those directly in front of him, leaning back into an overly relaxed way as he speaks, pulling the mic toward himself rather than leaning forward.

“If you encounter a fellow trainer on the route that you’re walking on and the two of you end up battling, can you run away from that battle? I mean… you can, but it’s unsportsmanlike. Usually how it goes is you duke it out to see who’s the better trainer. Two trainers battle because one thing led to another and they ended up in an unavoidable situation. That’s what’ll happen. We deal with it if the problem arises because we can’t predict every single thing a person might be planning on doing. We’re people doing the best we can in the midst of uncontrollable situations; not all knowing deities that observe and smite those who go against us.”

Kim tilts his sunglasses up slightly, setting the microphone on his chest while he rubs his eye nonchalantly. He keeps the mic there, arms resting on the arm rest as he continues talking.

“Also what defines evil to you? You could lose a battle to the person that challenged you and call them evil because they won and you didn’t. Evil is a broad term that can be used loosely - be you child or adult.”

Growing bored, Kim begins to pump his pecs, rocking the mic left and right slightly, amusing himself as opposed to finding it from those that surround him.

“Dali, look’it.” He says waving over to the commissioner to watch his act.

Chu-e Choi // dahlia goode