Ladynoir AUs

The Desk

A/N: After forty five years i finally updated, and this was inspired by the short film, The Desk, if you wanna know :3 im so sorry i havent been updating, I've also been drowning in school work and as im writing this, I've been on a drive for two hours and still going so excuse my errors :D

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A boy with fair and blonde hair, a new student at his new school, Collège Françoise Dupon, has finally entered through the front doors.

Students clamored everywhere, talking with one another as they passed him. He caught the jocks messing around with each other, the nerds sitting around in front of their lockers, and the popular kids chatting and hanging around.

The blonde boy kept his head down, too shy to interact with anyone. He wouldn't mind making one friend this year, however, because of his father, who was always making him switch schools, it was difficult for him to make at least one friend. This time, his father finally allowed him to stay at this school for the rest of his high school years, which was one.

The boy walked into the office, unnoticed by anyone, his voice was quiet when he asked the lady at the desk for his schedule.

The lady was kind enough to look up from her screen, search through a pile of papers and hand him his schedule. He mumbled a thank you, and walked out as quickly as he can.

The bell made a sharp rang through him, and everyone around him shuffled on to their classes. Adrien looked down at the paper in his hands, and saw his first class: English.

Room 111.

He looked up at the doors, his head going to and fro, looking for those numbers before the next bell, indicating the start of class, rang.

109...114...110...

111!

The blonde boy adjusted the backpack on his shoulder, and continued on inside. No one acknowledged him or his existence, and then proceeded to walk to the back of the room to a wooden desk.

He took a seat, and looked up and the people talking with each other. He kept quiet, not making a sound, and just hid his own face from others.

The bell finally rang, and everyone made their way to their own seats as the teacher walked in. He noticed one girl walk in, who was obviously popular by the way she walks and how all the guys gawked at her.

The girl had brown hair falling on her shoulders, and bangs cut to where it barely touched her eyes. She was pretty alright, and the boy thought that. She also had a fox tail pendant around her neck.

When the boy found that he was staring, he quickly averted his eyes when the girl turned around to talk with a friend. He sighed quietly, barely listening to anything about what the teacher was saying. He ran his hands on his arms, staring at a pencil in front of him as he thought about what to do.

The blonde boy finally decides to pick up the pencil and raise his hand on the wooden desk, and wrote the words:

Hi, my name is Adrien.

Adrien fiddled with the pencil a little more in his hands, right before the bell rang.

Everyone shot up and out of the classroom, leaving Adrien behind. He gathered up his things, and walked out of the room.
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Adrien was relieved when he finally came home.

Sure, it was nice and big, but it was cold and empty. Ever since his mom had died, it's been like that. His dad was busy with work 24/7, his caretaker doesn't even pay much attention to him unless told so, and like mentioned before, he had trouble making a couple a friends now and then.

Adrien sat in his for a bit before taking a quick nap. When he finally woke up around three hours later, the house was still quiet and the outside was dark.

Adrien looked over his drawer and saw his phone light up with a message.

It was a voicemail from his dad, and Adrien expected the usual.

Still, he doesn't get to hear his dad's voice nowadays, and decided to listen to it.

He put his phone on speaker, and tapped on his father's voicemail.

'Hello, Adrien,' Adrien noticed was his work voice, I will be going away on business for a couple days. I'll be back when I'm back. Make sure you go to school and eat regularly, Nancy will be there if you need anything.'

Adrien heard the sound of a beep, showing that it was the end of this message. He sighed, and threw himself back on his bed.
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Adrien opened the front doors of the school again, dreaded for another day of loneliness. He walked as if everything was in slow motion, and glanced up quickly where he saw the girl with the fox pendant leaning against the side of her locker, talking with one of her friends. Adrien stared again, but was caught off guard when he was hit by someone's shoulder who purposely knocked him on the ground, causing him to drop his papers and notebooks.

"Faggot," the guy who knocked him down said with sneer as he continued to walk.

Adrien groaned, and picked up his stuff on his own, and no one did anything except stare at him as they walked passed him.

Adrien sloppily held his papers together again, and quickly strolled into his first period, English.

He was one of the first people, and decided to tidy up his papers before the bell rang.

Once it did, students filed in and took their seats as Adrien stuffed the last of his papers in his bag.

And that's when he noticed something on his desk.

On top, he saw that his little own note was still there, untouched by anyone. However, under it, there was note of someone's handwriting, most likely a girl's because of its neatness and small writing. It was almost cursive like, the i's were dotted with little hearts. It read,

Hi, my name is Marinette.
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A/N: I feel like this is trash, is it trash? It's trash isnt it 😦 So sorry, I'll be updating the next part soon though if you want 👌

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