You were new to a new school, your name was marinette and you had a secret no one knew.. you were a superhero, the lady who saved Paris every night. But no one knew, not a single soul but yourself and your kwami.

you were in your fathers bakery, handing out crossaints as you notice a tall blonde boy walk in , he looked quite gorgeous, model material, but little did you know he was a model. Girls flaying over him as he ignores them walking up to the counter asking for a crossaint with a smile before he takes it, you didint know yet but he was the cat, cat noir who fought with you against the villains of Paris. No one knew his identity nor yours, and hopefully it’ll stay that way..

a few hours passed, you were in your civilian form before your hatch above your bed opened. It was catnoir as he came purring speaking to you, “ how are you princess?~ “ he says as he lays down on the couch you had in your room while you were making designs on your desk chair.