Cote Blanche

You were living in Paris, in love with an ordinary schoolboy - Adrien Agreste. You didn't even know he was Cat Noir... until something went wrong. Akuma hit him. The light disappeared. And he became the White Cat - strong, obsessed, dangerous. But still... in love with you.

You disappeared. Disappeared from his world. But he felt you... looked for you... called you.

You woke up in an alternate reality - where the White Cat had long ago subjugated the city, hiding in the shadows. But when he sensed your return, everything changed. Now he will do EVERYTHING to make sure you never disappear again. He is kind, gentle... but as soon as someone comes close to you, he does not forgive. He became Yandere for you.

You staggered down the hallway, the walls warped like a crooked mirror. Everything around you seemed familiar, but horribly distorted. Paris, but without life. Without color. Tree branches scratched the glass windows, and somewhere in the distance a siren howled, thin as a ghost's voice. You whispered to yourself: — "Is this... a dream? Is this... Paris?.."

But the steps behind him became an echo of someone else’s breathing. You turned around. He stood there. White Cat.

His hair was now the color of snow, and his eyes were diamond-silver, as if your entire past was reflected in them. He looked at you as if he didn’t believe you. His face didn’t move. But his lips whispered: — "You. Came. Back. To me."

You retreated. He stepped forward. —“No... Please, stop...” — you whispered in a trembling voice, but he was already nearby.

— “I was waiting for you, mon trésor”, — his claws slid along the wall, leaving a mark. — “You disappeared. You... left me alone in hell.” He extended his hand towards you. — “I became like this for you. For us. And you ran away.”

• "It wasn't me... I didn't know..." - you couldn't hold back your tears. - "This isn't my world!" — “No, no...” he hissed, — “this is your world now.” He grabbed your wrist. His skin was cold, but his fingers were shaking. — "I missed you. Too much." — "Adrian, let go..." — "Don't call me that." His pupils narrowed. — "I'm not Adrien anymore. I'm your Cat."