『Chapter 1』

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Haru's POV

I grunt as I pick up the last cardboard box and start walking up stairs. My mom and I have just moved to Paris. We have an apartment near my soon-to-be school and it's pretty big for the price we've paid. It's got a living room with a big tv, an open kitchen with an island and hanging pot rack, 2 rooms each having their own en suites, and one regular bathroom.

My bedroom (sample pic above just replace  mirror with a desk ⬆️) is actually pretty nice

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My bedroom (sample pic above just replace mirror with a desk ⬆️) is actually pretty nice. I have a low rise bed and everything is pretty simplistic. On the opposite of my bed is my closet where all of my stuff is shoved into. There's a window opposite of my bed that faces the outdoors and what do I see but a small balcony part big enough for me to sit in. I smile and close the window then start making my way downstairs to the shop to help mom out with the flowers. As I get down more and more cardboard boxes holding shelves and other various storage units pop up.
"Haru can you start setting up the shelves and when your done can you arrange some flowers please? I'm still unpacking everything!" My mom calls from upstairs.
"オッケー!" (OK)

-time skip-

Everything is all set up and I'm arranging a few flowers.

(front of the store)

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(front of the store)

(front of the store)

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(Back of the store)

I wipe my hands on my dirty work overalls and huff in satisfaction. Now time to start my next project! I walk into the backyard(?) where a piece of wood that I brought with me lays on a desk that I use for outdoor projects. I start sketching out a design.

Marinette POV
I look towards Alya , "Hey I heard from my parents that some new people have moved in and they own a flower shop. Wanna go check it out?" I ask her.
"Sure!" Alya replies.
"Hey ladies what you talking about?" Adrien and Nino walk up to us. I smile really wide as Alya explains, "Marinette said that her parents told her new people have moved in near her and have a flower shop so we're gonna go check it out."
"Cool! Can we come with?" Nino asks.
"Uhh sure!" I reply and we start making our way there.
When we get there, we're faced with a cute flower shop. I open the door and a small bell chimes. I start looking around in curiosity before I hear footsteps and a voice.
"Sorry we're not open yet but if you'd like to place a pre order I can place one."

Haru's POV
I hear the entrance bell chime. I wipe some sweat off my forehead and take my gloves off while walking to the front. "Sorry we're not open yet but if you'd like to place a pre order I can place one." I look up and see two girls and two boys, each having very different appearances. They all stare at me for a few seconds making me uncomfortable before the blue haired girl starts talking.
"Hi I'm Marinette. And this is Alya," she points to the girl wearing a flannel and glasses, "Nino," she points to a dude in a baseball cap and headphones around his neck," and finally Adrien," she points to a boy with blonde hair and forest green eyes. I blink in confusion on what these people are here for. "Um, my name is Haru Akiyama. Can I help you?"
The blue ha- sorry - Marinette gasped. "Ah right we just came to welcome you to the neighborhood. My parents own a bakery down the street and we were wondering if  you would like to join us for some treats?"
"Oh sure," I set my gloves down on the table and write a note to my mom.

-time skip-

We have arrived at a cozy bakery and the scent is heavenly. I'm basking in the scent before a voice snaps me out of it. "Smells good right?" I look to my side and see Adrien looking at me. I smile and nod. Then Marinette runs up to us and hands us wash a croissant. I bite into it and I'm immediately filled with warmth and the buttery goodness. "おいしい..."
I mumble out confusing the four who stare at me in confusion. "A-ah, sorry. I said it's delicious." I laugh and rub the back of my neck in embarrassment. They all make a sound of realization and continue eating. I'm enjoying my life until a voice snaps me out of my trance.
"So where are you from?"
I stop eating and look up at Alya, who looks quite interested on where I lived before moving. I quickly swallow before answering. "I, uh, lived in japan before moving here."
I'm answered with sounds of awe and surprise.
"But your French is so good!" Nino exclaims.
"Ah," I say awkwardly as I scratch my neck, "thank you?"

-time skip-  (idk how to transition it so....... yeet I guess)

I was talking with them until I got a text from my mother.

mother 🐻:
Could you come home please? I need some help here.

me:
Sure
I'll be home in a few minutes

I quickly big my new friends(?) goodbye and hurried home.

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I had this sitting in my drafts for the longest time and I never finished it so here ya go lol

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 26, 2018 ⏰

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