Chapter 10

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Y/n's POV

I spun around, only to find a boy who looked about my age, standing in front of me.

He had a tight, black jumpsuit, a black mask, black cat ears, a yellow bell, blond hair, and cat-like green eyes.

Wait... it's...

"Chat noir?" I exclaimed, my face twisted in confusion and alarm.

The boy looked down at the floor and chuckled. "Yep." He smirked.

I stared for a second, taking all of this in. I then shook my head, clearing my thoughts.

"What are you doing on my balcony?" I raised an eyebrow.

He shrugged. "I just came here to talk to you."

My eyes widened in surprise.

Why would he want to talk to me? Out of all people he could surprise on a balcony. Wait– does he know about my secret identity...?

My thoughts were interrupted when Chat noir took a step closer to me. I took an almost unnoticeable step back.

"I just came here to talk. Let's just say that you've... caught my eye." He smiled slyly.

I suddenly felt my heart flutter ever so slightly.

"So..." He drawled. "What's your name?"

Is he serious? Well, I guess it would be fine considering that he only knows my miraculous name...

"Y/n... my name is y/n." From there, he asked me a lot more questions, some stupid ones like "What's your favourite colour?" Or "Favourite animal?" With me, occasionally asking him a question like "So, how often do you save Paris?" All while trying as hard as I could to suppress a knowing smile.

It was the most stupid thing I'd done in weeks, but in a weird way, I liked it.

"Okay, last question before I gotta go: are you... interested in anyone?"

I raised my eyebrows at him. "Like a crush? Well..." My thoughts wandered to Adrien. "Yeah, I guess..."

Chat noir's eyes gleamed with interest and curiosity. "Oh yeah? What's he look like?" He questioned me.

I smirked at him. "Why would you care?"

"Maybe I'm just curious." He said cooly, though I could see a tint of blush in his cheeks.

"You know, curiosity killed the cat." I said, smiling at him.

"Ah, yes." The boy responded. He then brought his face closer to mine so that there was barely any room left. "But satisfaction brought it back."

I blushed, slowly and slightly pulling my face away from his. I then laughed.

"You really want to know then? Fine. His hair is a light shade, he has bright eyes, the most adorable smile, and is much taller/shorter (or the same height) than/as me." I told him, smiling at the thought of him.

Chat noir seemed to be in deep thought. "Okay, at least tell me the colour of his hair." He demanded in a drawling tone.

I rolled my eyes. "Blond."

This seemed to cheer him up. "Alright, thanks for the talk. Really enjoyed it!" He smiled.

Damn! That smile! Why is it so familiar?

But as I went to look up at him again, he was gone.

~ Time Skip! ~

The next day, I got a text on the group chat (consisting of me, Adrien, Mari, Nino, Alya and now, Nathaniel) from Adrien asking if all of us could meet up before school.

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