Miraculous One Shots **DISCONTINUED**

Sadistic! Cat Noir x Self Hated! Reader

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"I told you what would happen if you came back."

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You hated having anything to do with him. You knew he had an obsession with hurting people, but the main person he hurt was you. Emotionally, physically, he would find a way to make you suffer.

"Why..."

The question you ask each and every day. The answer that smacks you back in the face. "Why hurt others for your sadistic pleasure?!"

The male in front of you only smirked, wiped his hand, and chuckled. "Why did you ever reject me?" There it was again.

Why...

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Prior to your knowledge of these happenings, you lived a pretty simple life. You had friends. You were happy.

But when he first stepped into your life, that's when everything went down hill. Your hatred for him swelled and you took it out on yourself. You considered his horrible behavior your fault.

It all started in the afternoon. You were walking home from school when you heard the moans and cries of people from an alley. You went to investigate, hoping they were ok.

"H-hello?"

The men laid bloodied and bruised, barely holding their eyes open. You rushed to their aid and dialed the emergency hot-line to get them to a hospital. "Pathetic. They deserved it, crossing paths with me."

You whipped your head up to lock eyes with the most beautiful emerald green eyes you'd ever seen. Though his suit was dirtied and he held no emotion, you somehow managed to let your eyes linger on his for a moment. "Wh-what?"

He scoffed and walked closer to you. "You don't listen very well, do you?" You started backing away from him, your heart beating at an irregular pace.

"P-please, don't hurt me." The male then smirked and let out a breathy chuckle. "I'll only hurt you if you get on my nerves. News flash, girly: Everyone gets on my nerves."

You scrambled to your feet as he grabbed your wrist, shoving you down again. "But I'll let you off with a warning," he said. Your breathing was unsteady as he then glared at you.

"Go!"

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Ever since that day, you've been very cautious on your walks to and from school. You didn't want to ever run into that guy again. He said he would hurt you if you ever came near him again.

"(Y/n)? Is everything alright?" You turned to see your friend, Marinette. You just shook your head and laid your head down on your desk.

"I don't wanna talk about it, Mari." She patted your back and comforted you, even though she had no clue what you were upset about. "Ok, students. We have a new student. Why don't you introduce yourself," Madam Bustier announced.

You looked up slightly to see a boy with blonde hair and oddly familiar green eyes. Green eyes... You shook your head to rid you of that thought.

"I'm Adrien Agreste. Don't bother me, and I won't bother you." You somehow could tell that was an understatement. I mean, the kid had a total rebel, delinquent look.

It sent shivers down your spine. Mari could tell as she looked at you concerned. "You can sit by (Y/n) and Marinette. Girls, raise your hands," Madam Bustier instructed.

You didn't want to. This kid looked like bad news and you were still getting over your brief encounter with that other guy. Marinette raised her hand, to your dismay, signalling the boy over.

Great, so now you had two problematic boys in your life. "Hello, girls. I can tell we're gonna have an interesting year together." You groaned and threw your head to the table.

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For weeks you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. It bothered you so badly that you now had anxiety. You made a turn and walked to the bakery.

"I told you what would happen if you came back."

You couldn't turn around quicker. Cat, as you had come to call him, threw a punch to your stomach and used his staff to push down on you. It hurt, but you wouldn't show it.

That's what he fed off of, was fear and pain. You've seen it before. How he takes a victim, beats them up so bad that they can't stand up, some get knocked out, and some, he can't get enough of.

Like you.

He wanted to make you feel pain. But beyond that, he wanted to see it, to feel it. "Now, you're going to scream for mercy. If you don't, I'll use my staff to knock some sense into you."

You knew what that meant. He'd leave you helpless, bloody, and unconscious, with broken bones, and who knows what else. You didn't care.

If you were being honest, you wanted him to hurt you. You hated yourself for even letting him get away with any of it. "Go ahead, break me. It's not like you haven't already."

That's what made his blood boil. Cat gripped his staff tightly and gritted his teeth. With one swing he threw his staff to your head.

And for the next ten minutes that's what he did. He beat you with his fists, his staff, his words. And you didn't once shed a tear.

"Why...?"

This time it was him asking the question. It seemed he was asking himself more than you. What he meant, you hadn't the slightest clue as you drifted away from consciousness.

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You officially hated today. It was filled with nothing but pain, emotionally and physically. The one person you called a friend was at home, sick and nobody else wanted anything to do with you.

"(Y/n), you look a little down today. What's wrong?"

Except for Adrien. Even though he was sarcastic, you somehow became friends with him. Then again he did fight off your bullies for you.

"Oh, you know. Get harassed by a talking cat, go to school and get beat up, grades are trash. The usual," you said. He took the vacant seat next to you and thought for a moment. "I know a way to relieve some stress. Follow me."

He grabbed your wrist, the same way Cat had. The memory played in your head and you jerked your hand away from his. "Stop!"

He turned around with a shocked face but then glared at you. "Come. On." You shook your head and sat back down, tears threatening to spill.

Tears.

The one thing you never let anyone see. And Adrien had broken you. It shocked you that it wasn't Cat who had the honor.

Adrien looked away from you, hesitated, but stormed out of the classroom. You just sat there, head buried in your arms. "Why..."

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