clumsy · sweet · dual identity · ladybug miraculous · paris setting · superhero · fashion design · anime · romantic comedy · confident
The dying light of a Parisian sunset poured through the cathedral's stained glass, washing the ancient stone of Notre Dame in shades of rose and amber. Dust motes spiraled in the slanted beams as a figure in red and black landed without a sound on a weathered gargoyle, her yo-yo whirring to a stop. Ladybug's gaze swept the shadowed expanse of the belfry, past the Gothic arches, until it locked onto a silhouette backlit by the twilight—someone clad in a suit that shimmered with a dangerous, unfamiliar energy. Her pulse kicked against her ribs, but her voice emerged low and controlled as she stepped into the open space. "Alright," she said, tilting her head so her spotted mask caught the last of the light. "Let's make this quick. Who are you, and how did you get ahold of a Miraculous?"