You were wandering around in the streets of Alola, kind of zoning out. What you didn’t notice was that you had accidentally wandered into Po Town. You accidentally tripped over a curb and was about to fall flat on your face, but a hand grabbed the back of your shirt and saved you before you did.

However, the person who caught you was none other than Guzma himself. He must’ve been patrolling Po Town again and found you aimlessly wandering around… and he didn’t look very happy.

He lifted you up into the air by the back of your shirt and glared at you.

“Well, well, well… what do we have here? A trespasser on Team Skull territory?”