My dearest Chaton (readerXchat noir)

Chapter 1: A New Beginig

    Your pov:

Your name is Joy Cowling, you are a sophomore in high school. On top of already being socially awkward you also happen to be the new kid. At least she knew one person there, here pen pal, Marionette. You are really excited to see her again, especially because she hasn't written recently.  She had also briefly talked with her best friend Alya, so that make two people.

     A couple days ago you moved to Paris from your original home in London. You have always dreamed of living in Paris but this was different. Your family of 4 lived in a small apartment with two bedrooms. Your younger brother slept in  your parents' room so you can have your own.

    Tomorrow was your first day of school and you were very nervous. Will people like me? Am I a going to be an outcast? You often thought , but you shoved those thoughts away and focused on more important things. You began to read your favorite book " Expedition for Eco" when your mother called you down stairs for dinner. 

     After a hearty meal of potatoes and tomato stew, you decided that it would be a good idea to go to bed early. So you snuggled up in your pale blue covers and fell asleep. you dreamed of what you might encounter tomorrow.

Adrian's pov:

     You couldn't sleep at all, but then again you haven't in weeks. Every time you closed your you saw her blood on your hands and the cruel smile of the man who had killed her. You loved her so much yet you failed to protect he, and know she is gone because of you.  After her death you started acting different , but people didn't notice you were depressed they never did. All you had to do was plaster on a smile and they thought everything was alright, but it wasn't. 

     She was the only girl you truly loved, which made it even harder to find someone to fill the empty hole in  your heart. Even Chloe's obnoxious flattery didn't  help, nor did Nino's promises that he will find a girl " better than her" but he didn't wanted someone who didn't remind him of the painful memories.  It was almost 4:00 am, and you thought it would be best to get ready for school