Ah, Valentines Day.
The day where you offer chocolates, cards, and gifts as a symbol of your attraction and love for someone that caught you're attention, that is. If you have the boobs to reveal it.
Our protagonist, like many others was looking outside instead of listening to some gooey lecture about 'love and how love beats hate.' Y/n was zoning out, not listening to anything other than the sounds of cars and horns that escaped into the classroom.
"-n... Y/n... Y/n?" humming in response to their name being called Y/n turned her head to the source of the noise, it being her teacher.
"Oh. Sorry, I was thinking about how it would be like to fly." Zoning off again.
"I asked if you knew what the answer was?"
"Which question again? I know it, I just want the rest of the class to know what your question is so that they'll know in case you ask them." Ending their sentence with a soft grin.
"Ha, Ha. I said to the class that in most fairy tales, the prince surprisingly..." The class could see their teacher in some thought-train. "Why don't stories like these have more diversity? It wouldn't hurt to have two gay characters fall in- anyway." She coughs trying to break her rant. "Like I was saying, he breaks the spell by kissing the princess. I then asked 'Can anyone tell us why?' I then asked if you were listening." Mme. Bustier smiles to Y/n.
"Oh. Sorry, it's because the prince breaks the curse." Y/n explains, not remembering that her teacher had just explained that.
"Y/n. Honey, are you okay? You've been zoning out quite a bit today. Is everything okay at home?"
Y/n ends up giving some generic answer or rather answers. Since her teacher wouldn't give up unless she was sure, good thing Y/n was an excellent liar.
Walking out of the school, Y/n grabbed a pair of sunglasses from her backpack and placed then on her head. Turning their head to a couple of voices.
"-ay is commencing. According to my extensive research and cross-referencing of online shopping sites, this particular jewel," pulling out a heart-shaped box from his back "was ranked highest in popularity. Max then handed the butt shaped box to his bestie.
"What y'all doin'?" Y/n askes while looking incredibly sassy with black cat-eye glasses, bomber jacket, a red halter crop-top, and black thigh length shorts, accompanied with white Nike Air Forces.
(I bought these, kinda regret it ngl. my ankles feel like they were being bear hugged all day. kinda sore too... :{)
Kim then jumps ups, much like a cartoon and hides the questionable shaped box behind his back. "Nuthin' Whose askin' Why do you wanna know?!" He answers in a panicked voice.
"Dude. Chill. I ain't gonna bite, well. Unless you ask for it." Y/n replies somehow looking even more sassy than before. She then pulls out a peanut protein bar from her bag and starts consuming it.
(ur spiderwoman, so if ur allergic to them. your spiderwomaniness is so powerful the peanuts cant kill you.)
"Okay. I'll tell you, but only because you were able to beat me at an arm wrestle every time I challenged you and because you never bragged after winning against me." Kim pulls out the box he swiftly hid behind his back. "Its... Its for Chloe." (Insert that one dun-dun-dun)
"Wait, dude. Really? You're gonna give this to her?" She then grabs the box and opens it, revealing a beautiful gem. "This looks dope." Y/n smiles, taking off their glasses while switching their view to Kim.
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Not From Here [Miraculous Reader Insert]
FanfictionY/n, the 16 year old, adopted daughter of Billionaire Tony Stark and Pepper Pots is sucked through a portal, and placed into the colourful, chirpful world, of Miraculous Ladybug.