Chapter 1

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            It's finally Saturday and Marinette has had one heck of a week, she has already been awake for hours pacing her room. Tikki hovers nearby and says to her, "It'll be okay Marinette, we will figure this out together."

          Marinette sighs and puts some charts away, she's been logging the people who have been getting akumatized and getting miraculous abilities, she's trying to connect the dots on how things are correlating, but it's exhausting her and Monarch (formally Hawkmoth) isn't her only worry.

          "It's not just this that is driving me crazy Tikki, it's my love life too. I can't seem to love Adrien and I can't seem to love Chat Noir a..a..a..and I just feel so alone." She collapses on her chaise lounge in her room and buries her head in her hands. Tikki flies over to comfort her and hugs her face.

          "You still have Alya you can talk too." Says Tikki. Marinette shakes her head, "It's not the same Tikki, yeah, I'm glad I have a best friend who I can tell everything too, but it's not the same. I have so much love to give and no one I can give it too because of my secret identity." Marinette rubs her eyes feeling tired, she looks around her room and sighs, "Let's go take a walk outside Tikki."

          She gets up from the chaise lounge and grabs her purse, Tikki flies inside it. She opens the trap door to her bedroom and makes her way downstairs. She goes through the bakery and says hello to her mom and dad, grabbing a croissant for herself and Tikki. She makes her way outside and walks around for a little, while munching on her croissant. She sees Ivan and Mylene doing yoga in the park as she passes by. She keeps walking around until it becomes close to sunset, she makes her way back to her parent's bakery but hesitates going back in. She decides she's not ready to go back in and sits on the curb in front of it and wraps her arms around her knees.

          She kind of gazes off into space trying not to think, but then a bicycle swims into her view, and there is a guy on it. She wasn't really paying attention to who was on the bike, until it stopped a few feet in front of her.

"Marinette?"

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