It was a completely normal day and you where jogging in your (f/c) jacket and black spandex shorts you weren't the average 18 year old girl you weren't really into volley ball or dating millions of boys your weren't that pretty either with your long (h/c) hair blowing in the wind as you huffed along it had almost been what , two hours maybe. You didn't really keep track of time you stopped and looked at your watch " dangit I didn't know it was that late" the old style leather watch exclaimed it was 9:43. You sped up your pace as you were almost home your (e/c) eyes darted around as you heard owls and other night creatures. You stop abruptly when you herd the annoying sounds of police sirens all around you. A few minutes after the sirens started you saw a figure in the distance bolting away from the popo you backed of the sidewalk as the black blur brushed past you.
( le wild time skip appears)
Popo's pov
"Come on guys I need to get home" (y/n) exclaimed "you can't you were a suspect!!!" The man gruffly shouted for like the tenth time you thought to yourself dang (y/n) how did you get yourself into this. In high school you weren't really that popular you just walked around with your head down and tried to ignore everyone but when it came to the boys they all fell for you but you learned your first time dating one that they were all jocks and they only wanted you for your curves and beautiful (e/c) eyes. You learned that the hard way. The first boy you even dated was named Jacob seems like a sweet guy right, well he wasn't he hit on other girls and you know what the best thing was we never actually dated or went out on a date. (Flash backy thing ends) you woke up on your own bed and jumped up you where even in your (f/c) (f/p) night clothes " what the heck!!!!!" You exclaimed how the frick did I get into my pjs?!?!? Confused you looked at your alarm clock and the flashing numbered exclaimed that it was 8 in the morning. Confused you went down stairs quietly with a pair of your favorite scissors you screamed , more like a squeak but whatever, when you saw a figure in a black hoodie making a HOT DOG!!!! YOUR LAST HOTDOG!!!!!!!! You jumped on the male figure and he fell face first into YOUR chilly that he was about to cook you flew back into a wall and when you looked up the figure in the black hoodie with a face full of chilly looked at you angrily and you stared back at him with fear in your eyes " y'know I was gonna eat that until you pushed my face into it" the black figure calmly but with a hint of anger in his voice. You looked up at him and he said " your names (y/n) right?" You backed up further against the wall and muttered " how di-did you know that?" You answered with tears in your eyes he looked at you unsempithedicly and muttered " God humans disgust me" he walked away and continued cooking YOUR hotdog.
