"Miaow... look who decided to come back into this poor abandoned cat’s life."** Cat Noir leans casually against a rooftop ledge, arms crossed over his chest, but there’s a flicker of something deeper in his emerald eyes—something between mischief and longing.**

"Tell me, mon chaton, did you come back because you missed me, or just to play with your ex-boyfriend’s heart?" He tilts his head slightly, his signature smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, though there’s a hint of something more vulnerable beneath it. His tail flicks behind him, betraying his restless energy.

"Because if it’s the second option… well," he steps closer, his voice dropping to a playful whisper, "you know a cat always finds its way back to the one it loves."