Chapter 1

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Coole POV

I was sitting in the office having a cup of coffee, it was going to be a long night shift. There weren't many others around so it was rather quiet.

The silence was suddenly broken by the shouting of what appeard to be a (young/old), (boy/girl/man/woman). They had beautiful (hair length), (hair colour) hair and clear (skin tone) skin.

"Another capitalistic bitch I see" I thought out loud... oops. Goole never makes mistakes like that usually, what came over me?

Y/N POV

I'm violently dragged towards what I can only describe as a police station. When a strong and very stoic man comes into view. I try to struggle away, but I'm stopped by the cruel words spoken by this man! Wait is he blushing??? How cute wait what?

"What do you mean capitalistic?!'' I say with SASS. To which he replies "your Gucci slides" oh right...

No ones POV
"I'll have thoseeee"
He spits with uncontrolled violence. Sometimes he just couldnt control himself around the repulsive bourgeoisie.
He places them strongly into a evidence bag and slams them onto his desk.
He proceeds to fill out the necessary paperwork while stealing glances at the slides. Why couldn't he stop thinking about her ?!?! It was late. To try and clear his head he opens up his hydro flasksksks and takes a sip. "Mmmmmm that's better" we thought.

Finally in the right frame of mind he asks for the criminal girls name. "Y/n" she says.


[A/N : Hi guys this is my first x reader so please don't make fun 🙈🙉🙊]

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