Angelina's P.O.V:

I open my tired eyes weakly as I sit up in my bed. I then shift in my bed as I turn to my window to see the morning shining brightly among my hometown... Paris. I sluggishly step out of my comfy bed as my feet make contact with the floor of my bedroom. My dressing mirror at the other side of the room as I start to peel off my pajama shirt and I make my way into my own personal bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror as my black hair is in a huge mess and my eyes are still sleepy. Begging for me to close them again and surrender back to my bed. I brush the feeling off as I grab the comb from my bathroom shelf and I run it through my black locks.

'Another day at school... typical school.'

I think to myself as I finish fixing my hair back into it's normal position. I place my hair brush down as I reach for my perfume behind the mirror.

'Wonder what can come up today...'

Time Skip....

"Ha! Wow... looks like the trash comes back into school! Why even bother at this point huh?"

"Shut up Chloe..." I mumble under my breath darkly as I walk into my classroom. I scratch the back of my black hair in a bun awkwardly as my black knee length skirt hangs down. A yellow tangtop with a demi-jean jacket too. My backpack on my back as I head towards my usual seat. Trying my best to ignore every word Chloe throws at me. I go behind where Adrien and... Nino sit. I quickly take my seat as I try to hide my cheeks behind there backs.

Why you ask?

Long story short, I have a small-. Scratch that all off, HUGE crush on Nino Lahiffe. Everything I love about him... the way he adores music, how great his personality is, with a bonus how he looks stunning to the eyes. My eyes specially. However... where to begin when I want to talk to him? It's normal... aside from some awkward stuttering that is. The teacher walks into the classroom as I spot slowly more and more students walking inside. Slowly one by one, everyone walks inside. Except... who is this? Some strange teenage boy walks in. Everyone immediately stares at this new kid as he simply blushes thanks to all the sudden attention. He turns to face everyone as our teacher faces all of us with the new kid aside from her.

"Class... Met Satoru Omoiyari. He comes from Japan from a very VERY special place. PLease make him comfortable from now on!" She informs us as Satoru still refuses to look at anyone. The teacher looks at him as she gives him a soft, encouraging pat on the back, "Go on! Go find yourself a seat wherever you like!"

"O-Okay!" He quickly replies as he looks at all the possible open seats. I hope that this poor soul won't choose to sit with Chloe and Sabrina. I take out all my things as I look back at Satoru. Just as he is about to move on from Chloe and Sabrina's row. Chloe purposely sticks her foot out right under his feet. Satoru unaware of her foot out, trips on it as he falls face first into the rows of steps. I gasp as instincts take over and I run towards him. Chloe forces herself to not laugh in amusement.

"Oh god! Satoru... are you okay?" I ask as Chloe finally gives up her trying and laughs in amusement.

"Looks like the trash can found her boyfriend!~" Chloe teases darkly as I turn back to Satoru. With a deep dark blush of embarrassment on his face. I growl at Chloe as her blue bell eyes roll at me. Satoru scrambles to his feet as he looks straight at me. I can't lie... he's honestly pretty cute. But, sadly can't compete too much against Nino in my book.

"Mrs. Bourgeois!" The teacher exclaims as Chloe simply looks at the teacher with innocent eyes. However to everyone else, they are more than ever fake.

"But I didn't MEAN to trip Satoru!~ Please it was all a mistake!"

I mentally gag at her fake sweetness as I take Satoru's hand and I lead him to where I normally sit, which is at the back. I scoot my stuff further down as he sits next to me. The same hard blush on his face still.

"T-Thanks f-f-for saving m-me b-back there..." He quietly thanks me as he stares at the clean wood of our seats. I place a hand on his shoulder as he looks at me with his deep emerald eyes.

"No problem... trust me, no one wants to dream to be in your situation." I simply say as Satoru breaks out a small chuckle, along with a smile. A small tear rolls off his cheeks as I stop.

Is he... actually about to cry? Because of the situation?!

"Satoru... are you okay?" I ask softly as Satoru simply nods. Before he places a hand on his face to feel a single tear.

"... O-Oh... I-I'm f-fine... don't w-worry, I-I'm usually r-really s-sensitive..." Satoru explains to me as he wipes the tear from his face away. After that he turns back to me with again a soft but happy toothy smile. Huh... even with whatever the hell happen with him and Chloe 'accidentally' tripping him. He's surprisingly cheery, and nice...

"Satoru... if I can ask, Where in Japan did you move from?" I ask purely out of curiosity. Satoru looks at me for a moment with a gentle smile. Before his face slightly pales from my question, is... it something wrong I said? "You alright? Your... face is kinda pale-."

He quickly nods his head 'yes'.

'What's up with Satoru about simply asking where in Japan he came from?' I think to myself as I debate if asking Satoru my question again is a good idea. But before I can choose with either idea. Our teacher grabs all our attention as she informs everyone that class will continue. I sigh in defeat as I see Satoru simply trying to catch onto what we are learning. I open my notebook as I note down the things that are on the chalkboard. However... 

Why is Satoru so tense when I ask him about where in Japan he moves from? 

Oh well,  I guess I just need to focus on my classes right now. 

Satoru's P.O.V: 

I continue to write everything I know down into my note book as I at the same time take glances from my paper again and again towards Angelina. All the kindness she shows me just today as a new student. 

'When is the last time I have been treated like this?' 

I continue back down to my paper as I trace my pencil and make letters, creating together words. Though... of course... I already know about most of this stuff already. Even as a half researcher and half scientist, I know lots of my formulas, algebra, and so on. A light bulb of realization hits me as I raise my hand up high. A piece of paper shifts from under my hand as the teacher finally notices me and comes up to where Angelina and I are. 

"Yes Omoiyari?" 

"P-Please... j-just call m-me S-Satoru." 

"Okay then Satoru, what is it you need?" 

"I-I w-was j-just wondering i-if I c-can u-use the b-bathroom..." 

"Well, of course Satoru. Go right ahead!" The teacher allows me. I nod as I quietly move out from my seat. Walking from the stairs, I make sure this time to see if I accidentally trip over something. I walk out my classroom as I head to the nearest boy's bathroom. Though, why is already my first day here taking the wrong turn already? 

'Just calm down Satoru... at least they don't know about... THAT...'

Time Skip....

I exit the boys bathroom as I try to stretch out my hands. I walk back towards my class as I still wonder about everything about this first day. Why am I already creating a strange look on myself? I flick off all my thoughts as best I can as I enter the classroom again. Only to find all the students still inside, but the teacher missing. 

"W-What h-happened t-t-to the t-teacher?" 

"She said she's in a meeting right now, but says she'll be back as soon as possible." A girl with glasses, tan skin about my shade and red-brownish hair. I nod as I see Angelina still in the back, looking at me as I simply smile sheepishly at her. Add a small wave to that. Right as I begin to make my way back up to where Angelina is. I suddenly hear a voice say something... 

"Damn! Why have some new kid like him? It's like he never belongs ANYWHERE!" 

I feel a mental bullet sting me straight through the heart. Shattering every last piece inside me into dust. I... I can't... My emerald eyes start to water as I squeeze the upper parts of my arm tightly with my hands. Angelina quickly spots me in my stupid crying fest as she hurries out her seat to me. My eyes widen as I try to back away from Angelina... To only trip on the last step and fall backwards into the front of the teachers desk at the front. A feminine voice starts to laugh mercilessly as more tears only break out from my eyes. Scrambling to my knees. I see Chloe laughing, along with a couple of other chuckles from other students. 

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! What a loser! I was right after all... your nothing but something that deserves to be gone! Such a waste of oxygen! at least Marinette isn't something so uselessly sensitive and not a crybaby!" Chloe exclaims to me as she mocks me with by making a baby face at me. Angelina reaches to me as she glares at Chloe darkly. 

"Can't you give anyone a-," She grabs my wrist as the sleeve of my hoodie pushes backwards. Revealing all my bandaging tape. Angelina's eyes widening to the fullest, "... break? Satoru?" 

I quickly take my hand back as I come back to my legs. The same tears in my emerald eyes as I turn away from everyone. Ready to leave everyone and this stupid crappy day behind, I feel a soft hand grab onto my opposite wrist as I look over my shoulder to see Angelina with sad puppy eyes. 

"Satoru! Come on just talk to me-!" 

"CHLOE IS RIGHT! I NEVER BELONGED ANYWHERE BECAUSE I... I'M NOTHING LIKE WHAT ANYONE WANTS ME TO BE! I'M JUST SOME DISAPPOINTING TEST SUBJECT THAT NO ONE CARES ABOUT! SO WHY EVEN TRY TO MAKE A CHANGE ABOUT THAT HUH?! ANSWER THAT TO ME! WONDER WHAT THE FUCK THOSE BANDAGES ON MY WRIST ARE ALL ABOUT?! WELL I ALSO HAVE TO PURPOSELY CUT MYSELF TO GIVE MY DAMN DNA TO PEOPLE!" I exclaim without any stutters like I normally do. I see Angelina's face in pure shock as I take this chance to shove Angelina's soft grip on my wrist away. I finally leave the classroom with a waterfall of tears down my face. I wipe as much away as I flee out of the school. 

'Why... Why am I such a mistake to everyone?!' 

 ???'s P.O.V: 

I open my eyes as a evil grin forms on my lips. Thousands of my dear akuma's fly around me as I can sense the pure frustration, and heavy amounts of sadness and negativity all as one. This... negativity sure isn't any normal type, that's for sure. 

But, that just gladly adds to my thrill of my new victim. 

I stick my hand out as a single akuma lands into my palm, I cover it as I fill it up with dark magic. Even though this victim sure isn't like any normal human. I can always gift him with a special something more... I uncover my akuma as I release it into the airs of Paris. 

"Fly away my little akuma... and go make his purpose run wild!" 

Angelina's P.O.V: 

My heart quits galloping as I snap back to realize Satoru gone. My mind reply's over and over again about everything. How Satoru is a test subject... how he's forced to cut himself for his blood samples. I turn back to everyone as all the students in my class look ashamed and sorrowful. Well... everyone except for Chloe that is. 

"Come on everyone! At least he's gone!" Chloe exclaims as I simply glare at her. How much more heartless can she be?! 

"... I'm finding Satoru..." I simply say as I hurry out of my classroom. Through the halls to the nearest exit out of the school. Hopefully... Satoru is fine... But, he really needs to talk to someone that's for sure! 

Satoru's P.O.V: 

I stop my running as I take myself all the way from the school to a park. The school still pretty far back though. I find a bench nearby, under a tree. I quickly take it as I cover my sobbing red face in my hands. Even my bandaging go up further to my palms. Why does everything in this world hate me so much? What have I ever done wrong to anyone?! I've done nothing wrong, following my route to giving everything away, following every direction from anyone. And I still, need to have people hating me everywhere. 

"Why can't this pain go away for once?" I question my own being as I hear soft fluttering coming to me. I pull my hands away from my face, very wet as I see a dark purple butterfly land onto my bandage wrap. In a snap disappearing with dark purple bubbles following into the fabric of my bandages. I feel a outline appear on my face as I look straight upwards. 

"Loup-garou, I can see you are in a time of desperation and struggle of being liked. Only to have that swiped away from your grasp. I can help you get that revenge of those who have treated you unfairly. All I want in return is Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculouses!" 

A crack a small grin, before my grin widens into a full smile... Why am I still trying to be so 'nice and helpful' to everyone when all they are treating me is shit? All those people who are cruel... disgusting people deserve to burn. 

"... What do I need to do?" 

(A/n: Hiya! Janis_The_Bunny here! I just want to say real quick before I say something else...

CHLOE DONE GOOFED UP! 

Okay, now I want to say I hope you @MariChat3 are enjoying this! I really hope so! And more will be added on! Now... Also a quick note, I only own Satoru and myself in this story! 

That's all for now of Janis_The_Bunny! Stay tuned next time for me!)