0 | Prologue

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2nd Person P.O.V

Today was the day you would start anew in a different city and a different school. Even though you were transferring in the middle of your 10th year, you did your best to stay positive. You threw on an emerald green shirt that was tucked into light washed distressed jeans. After your usual morning routine, you said goodbye, kissed your mom's cheek, grabbed your bag, slipped on your sneakers, and headed off to school.

Once you arrived, a bright smile was plastered across your face. You were early, so there weren't many people around and you had the chance to look around before you had to meet with the principal. The school was much larger than your previous one, so you did your best to memorize the layout.

Time passed and you met with the principal, getting a small introduction from him before being shown to your class.

"Good morning everyone, we have a new transfer student." The teacher announced and gestured towards you.

Seeing all the new faces made you a bit nervous, so you quickly introduced yourself, "Hello, my name's (F/n) (L/n), I hope we can all get along." You heard a scoff from someone, and looked to see a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, acting as if she hasn't done anything at all.

The teacher narrowed her eyes at the student before relaxing again, "Chloe, why don't you move to the back so (Y/n) can sit in the front?"

"What?!" Chloe said, suddenly standing up. She looked around to find everyone's eyes on her, so she grabbed her bag and walked to the back.

"Can I sit in the back too?" The girl that was next to Chloe requested.

"Go ahead, Sabrina."

With the seating arrangements, you were sitting alone. You didn't mind too much, but you had hoped to sit next to someone to make your first friend.

School came to an end and you walked home with a sigh. No one talked to you except for a few short greetings every now and then. You quickly shook your head, 'It's just the first day, don't worry about it.' You assured yourself.

Suddenly, someone in a red body suit that was dotted black swung right in front of you on a yoyo, "Sorry!" She called out in a hurry.

The shock from her swinging so close knocked you off your balance, but before you fell, you felt someone catch you.

"Woah, careful there. Make sure you get to safety okay?" It was a boy who's outfit resembled a black cat. With a playful wink, he was off and following the girl from earlier.

You were in awe, but could hear crashes in the distance, snapping yourself back to reality. You ran back home, quickly unlocking the door and rushing to your living room. Your parents were off at work, so you didn't pay attention to all the noise you were making. Turning on the TV and flipping to the news, you saw the duo from earlier. "Ladybug and Chat Noir?" You said quietly to yourself as the reporter addressed them as heroes. On the edge of your seat, you heaved a sigh of relief as Ladybug supposedly de-evilized an akuma, setting things right in the city. By some stroke of luck, your home was never affected in the first place.

A couple days passed and you were a bit invested in these two heroes. You came to realize that people were being akumatized due to negative emotions. "I might not have super powers, but I'll do what I can." You assured yourself.

Sitting at the desk in your room late at night, you cut paper into smaller squares and wrote positive affirmations on them. You didn't have a mask to hide your identity like a hero, but you made sure not to sign these slips of paper.

The next day, you managed to get to school early despite your lack of sleep. Peeking into the locker room, you saw that you were the only one there. You slipped a paper into everyone's locker. You even slipped one into your locker to make it seem like you received one, though it was blank.

Once you finished, you left and sat on one of the benches, waiting for it to get closer to class time. You figured that even if someone wasn't having any issues that day, it wouldn't hurt to lift everyone.

In class, you heard whispers about notes in people's lockers.

"Do you think I have an admirer?"

"Haha, no way because I got one too."

"I needed this today"

"Who do you think it's from?"

"It's sweet, but I'm curious..."

You couldn't help but smile as you heard snippets of conversations, knowing you made at least one person's day.

You continued to do these things not everyday, but often. You started talking to people first, complimenting them or asking how they've been. Two people you clicked with were Alya and Marinette.

One day in class during a break, Alya suddenly stood up from her seat, "I've got it! We'll call the person leaving us notes Fairy. They're just like a fairytale, coming and going like they were never there! What do you think?"

There were some murmurs and then finally a majority of the class agreed.

Thus officially started your days as the school's Fairy.

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