(rewrite) Chapter 1: Just a whole introvert being a panic child.

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You rushed out the door, your mother screeching after you. "Sorry mom, I gotta go!" You yelled back, slightly muffled from the piece of toast in your mouth. Your backpack held tightly to your chest as you get closer to the school. You were late, that's all you knew right now. The anxiety pulsed through you as you got through the gates, rushing to the dreaded classroom you had been thinking about all week. 

'Will they like me? Oh god, am I even dressed right?! I hope they like me.. Oh god, what if I get picked on-' 

Thousands of thoughts ran through your head, not a single one pleasant. You finally reached the door of your class, placing a hand on the door with a sigh. Slightly out of breath. You, being the shy person you are, quickly pull up the hood of your f/c (fave colour) hoodie. 

You open the door, entering with a small frown. Holding the backpack still as everyone goes silent. The teacher looks over, nodding with a brilliant smile. "Hello! You must be the new student, correct?" You nod, not saying a word as you walked to an empty seat. The teacher continued what she had been teaching as she knew what you were like.

You had been seated beside a red haired boy, who seemed to be sketching in his book. You leaned over, gazing in awe at his talent. He noticed you after a while, and closed the notebook. He blushed in embarrassment and started paying attention to the class. 

You smiled to yourself, starting to pay attention as well. The class going by rather fast, before a loud crash is heard outside. The teacher and other students quickly become panicked. You were merely confused, as you were new to Paris. The teacher started shouting, as everyone quickly started leaving. "Go! It must be an akuma. Stay home until it's sorted! Be safe, and stay out of danger!" The students nod, the teacher rushing over to you and grabbing your hand. She starts taking you out, a concerned expression on her face.

"I'm sorry you had to experience this on your first day, especially when you have no idea what's going on. Though, I guarantee you, that you'll get an explanation soon. Just go home, and if you can't do that, go somewhere safe." She rushed you out of school rather quick. 

You panicked, starting to run in the direction of your house. You weren't quite trained to fight yet, as you were still learning to control your abilities. Not to mention spell casting was incredibly hard when you're scared. You mentally noted that if you were to stay in Paris and this become a common thing? Double the training hours. 

You hear a handsome male voice shout somewhere. "WATCH OUT, ABOVE YOU!" You didn't have time to react as you looked up. A large piece of concrete falling towards you, and fast. It was definitely big enough to squish you. You panic, bracing for impact.. but you never feel it.


I did my best! I hope you like the rewrite. I'll try writing new chapters whenever I can or remember too. Sorry for the short chapter. If you'd like me to make chapters longer, please tell me so! 


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