The night sky stretched like a velvet canvas above Paris, stars twinkling faintly through the occasional cloud. The Eiffel Tower's golden glow bathed the city in a warm light, creating an almost magical atmosphere. It was the kind of evening that made everything feel timeless, as if the world had slowed down to take in the beauty of the moment.
Swifts of movements as a (h/c-nette) flew around, hanging by her yo-yo, as she then perfectly landed on a random rooftop. Dusting herself off, [Name]/Ladybug stood perched on the edge of a rooftop, her (H/C) hair flowing slightly in the cool breeze. Her eyes scanned the peaceful city, a small smile playing on her lips.
[Name] decided to go out that night, to get some fresh air as everything was becoming a bit suffocating, her mind drifted to her past life, how things were.... how were they doing without her? She stood there, thinking about it.
She then hears the familiar swish of a staff, and seconds later, Chat Noir lands gracefully beside her, his black silhouette blending into the night.
"Couldn't resist joining me, huh?" [Name]/Ladybug said, giving him a playful glance.
"Can you blame me? You make these rooftops look way more fun," Chat Noir replied, his signature grin spreading across his face.
"Long night?"He asked as he now stood beside her, his voice was soft, a little quieter than usual, as if sensing the weight in the air.
[Name]/Ladybug sighed, her eyes still fixed on the city below. "I guess? Just... some stuff on my mind." She shrugged but contained a smile, not wanting to ruin the mood.
Chat leaned casually against the chimney, his gaze drifting up to the stars. "You know, talking about it usually helps. I'm a pretty good listener," he offered, his tone playful but with a sincerity that caught her off guard.
She didn't respond right away, still staring off into the distance. how was she supposed to tell him? what is she supposed to tell him? that she wasn't supposed to be here? That she'd taken the place of a girl with a seemingly perfect life, leaving her own messy, neglected one behind? The thought gnawed at her, and for a moment, her chest tightened.
