Song: Cool Kids
Artist: Echosmith
Wanting to fit in was such a teenager cliche but Marinette couldn't help it.
She had Alya- who needed anyone else?
So why did she feel so out of the loop sometimes? Like she was missing out on some inside joke that everyone else in their entire grade seemed to know. Was it really so bad to feel like she was different- aside from the whole superhero- that should have qualified her as the "coolest of the cool" but really it only succeed in making her feel more distance from everyone else.
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Everyonene loved to assume Adrien's life was perfect.
'his dad's rich and famous'
'he's a model'
' he has "totally got it made!" '
What the heck did that last one even mean?
They didn't know about how his mother had disappeared.
How his father was strict and controlling to the point where Adrien had been home schooled up until last year.
Wait, wait wait wait. The superhero thing. At least he had that going for him,, right?
That depends. He'd admit ten times over that he loved being Chat Noir- that was if he'd ever be allowed to tell anyone about his alter-ego without the risk of word somehow getting back to Hawkmouth- but there were always two sides to the same coin.
He didn't like having to lie to Nino and come up with excuses as to why he had to suddenly rush off when they were hanging out.
Why he had to explain to Natalie that he'd slept through his alarm without saying the words "fighting" and "akuma" in the same sentence thanks to his sleep deprived brain.
How he had to convince his physical education teacher that the reason he could suddenly run a mile in five minutes when three weeks ago his record had been twice that and why he could suddenly perform a backflip with no hesitation (the backflip thing had been on accident the dodgeball had been coming at his face and his reflexes had kicked in; he hadn't realized that he'd done it until he was on his feet and had looked up to see the entire gym staring at him) was because he was "working out" and not because he faced possibly life threatening situations on a day to day basis that had trained him to run that fast or perform stunts- that normally would have been difficult to master for someone his age- out of pure desire to avoid getting smacked in the face with a dodgeball.
He hadn't even attempted to brush the situation off by just laughing and saying that he'd technically not done anything wrong because he had dodged the ball and that was the entire point of the game. He'd been too self-conscious with everyone staring at him.
He hated lying to everyone about half of his life.
So whenever someone tried to compliment him with "wow, I wish I had your life" it would trigger the internal response of "No, I don't think you really do."