➸ ~°☆ Chat Noir x Fem. Reader ☆°~ ➸
"We're so sad, we paint the town blue. Voted most likely to run away with you"
《full summary inside》
➸ ~°☆ Started: 9/13/19 ☆°~ ➸
➸ ~°☆ Ended: TBD ☆°~ ➸
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"You've been stressed out lately? Yeah, me too. Something gave you the nerve to touch my hand. It's nice to have a friend."
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3rd person pov
In Miss Bustier's class, you timidly stand at the front the class waiting for everyone to take their seats. Miss Bustier stood next to, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. Which you greatly appreciated because while the room was noisy, you could still hear a few whispers among your new peers. Adrien waved at you from his seat, offering you a sheepish smile. He knew what it was like to be new and famous, he just hope you wouldn't let the whispers get to you.
"-we are glad to have one of Lila's friends here with us."
"Yeah..." You respond
You didn't entirely hear what Miss Bustier had told you, but you couldn't focus at the moment. Your nerves were eating you up alive and-
"Would you please introduce yourself to the class?"
Even if they already knew who you were, you were glad that your classmates would be treating you in the same way as they would any other. It relived a bit of the stress that you had been feeling before.
"My name is (Y/N) Auclair and I come from New York." You say
Adrien gave you a thumbs up, to which Nino, who sat beside him, took notice of. But he hadn't been the only to take notice of the blonde model's gesture. Behind them, a tanned girl with reddish-brown ombre hair and copper red tips, nudged the girl beside her. The other girl with medium length black hair with blue like reflections, snapped out her daze. She looked up and locked her bluebell eyes with your (e/c) colored hues. Her big bluebell eyes, reminding you of the same colored eyes that your mother had. She noticed you staring and the girl smiled back at you, trying to give off a friendly vibe to her.
"Thank you Miss Auclair, please find an empty seat so that we can begin class. We are so glad to have another student in our class." Miss Bustier smiles
