Like her bluebell eyes

Catching a fox in there own trap

Plagg (cheese boi)
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" I can't believe that Mari almost died last night even what she did to Lila didn't mean she deserved death" Adrien ranted to no one in particular.

Ugh Ima bite this kid if he doesn't shut up but i cant say anything because then he'll get suspicious also he'll think I care about him which pshhhhh I don't .

Adrien
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The gorilla dropped me off at the stairs as I was trekking up them when a distressed voice cried " Adrien i-I was a-around t-the back o-f s-scho-ool and W-while I-I W-wa-as h-helping a h-home-less m-man and s-she b-beat me u-p" her voice shuddered . More people kept adding to our moving crowd and Alya was muttering sweet comforting words. " who" I questioned she took a breath as if frightened and answered .

"Marinette"

"What " I stumbled " you sure it was Marinette" Alya annoyed with my answer said "duh who else ,that bully is jealous of Lilas perfect life"

..... "Adrien" she drawled

......

"B-but" I stuttered

"What is it Adrien?" she questioned now sickeningly sweet

"M-Mari s-she's unconscious in h-hospital "

Alya
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"W-what do you m-mean" "I mean Cat Noir told me last night that Mari had stopped breathing after rejecting an akuma and was unconscious at the hospital" Adrien reminisced . "Bu-but Chloe rejected an akuma shes al-alive ".

"She rejected the akuma while in her villain state it's almost impossible to do only one other person had managed to do it in history"

"So l-Lila yo-you lied "

"I just gave you what you wanted to hear" her small gentle voice had become predatory and a smirk formed on her lips

Adrien now more confident countered

"Alya she was your BFF don't you remember ......

Both our eyes were glassy

...... she was always stronger than us"

Adrien
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I ran home and spluttered some lame excuse about school being cancelled to Natalie and locked myself in my room.

I dragged my closet open

No one POV
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Adrien pulled the bluebell scarf from his closet and draped it round his neck blocking out the cold. He unlatched the window letting the wind swing it open. The breeze gently tugged at the the fabric before it spat a gust sending the scarf spiralling into his face. As he peeled it of he noticed navy embroidery that adorned the corner.

Not a butterfly but an M

His eye widened in shock and his eyes already glassy now let a tear run down his face

But a different butterfly drifted through the open window and landed on a certain indestructible ring

"