Who am I? Who are you?! [levi x Miraculous reader]

The underground life

The underground could break almost anyone, even the strongest but a young child was able to be make herself stronger in the underground not only due to the fact that she was incredibly talented with ODM gear she stole from a wagon but because she had a very special object that has been passed down her family for generations and there was many more just like it they were called the miraculous.
No one POV
The busy streets of the underground is always awake so early with the many thugs and other dangerous people walking around the cobble road but the best thing is the food stands and that's what a hooded figure on a dusty building is waiting for as they watch with their bright cat like [e/c] eyes and she smirks showing her white fanged teeth, she stands up and shoots a hook into a building away from eyesight and she jumps down go along with the air and before she goes past the stand, she quickly grabs two apples "stop thief!" The old man yells out alerting the military police and they run after the hooded figure but they quickly dodge each grab even jumping over a military policeman and over a brick wall "Damn the cheetah got away again.."
[y/n] POV
I watch as the military police retreat away from me and I groan out falling onto my back on the roof "The cheetah huh? That's an interesting name but yet so ironic" I start to peel the red apple and a little yellow cheetah pops out of my hood with bright blue eyes "Oooo apple!" She bits into the apple happily and I smile at her with a sad look "I'll give you the best life again spot" spot looks up at me and nods her head as she finishes the apple slices "I know you will [y/n]" I place my hand onto her head as I think back to how my life got this way back to how I ended up in this hell...
"[y/n]!!" Spot says loudly snapping me out of my trance and she looks at me worried "Sorry, let's head home it's getting late.." I stand up and run over to the edge shooting a hook and I make my way back the small room we call home, I land into the window and I stretch popping a few joints as spot flys over to her small bed and I walk over to my makeshift bed and collapse onto the bed "Night Spot.." "night [y/n].."

Spot

[I'm going to redo this story because I'm not very happy with the plot and etc so sorry for the mixup :)