Chat Noir x Male!Reader ~ The Violinist

Chat Noir x Male!Reader ~ The Violinist

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Five years ago you learned that the man you'd called father all your life ... wasn't actually your father. Now, you're moving to Paris for your last year of high school before university. Plans for the year include: -Indulge in your passion for music and hope your step-father can't hear you from Sweden to come stop you -Track down your birth father who may or may not know of your existence with your only clues being a name and a ring -Fall in love with one of Paris' favourite superheroes...? You did kind of expect this wouldn't be easy
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When I was born, the hospital my mother was in caught fire. She didn't make it due to severe burns, so I was put in a foster home. I suffer from dyslexia and ADHD, but also a curse. Wherever I go, fire follows. My first foster house burned down and three people died, the second one burned and this time, no one died. By the fifth foster home, I was a danger to others and I wasn't allowed in a house with other children. It was as if the world had cursed me to always destroy others, to kill, and to take. I never wanted to go to a new home, I tried to stay away, tried to seclude myself, but a boy with chocolate brown eyes and a leather jacket decided he wouldn't let me.

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