Miraculous Oneshots and Drabbles

A Glimmer of Hope - NiNette

Nino walked up the steps in front of the school, his bag slung on his shoulder and his headphones placed over his ears so that he could drown out the cacophony of sounds echoing around him.

He glanced over to a certain two girls as he walked past them, a familiar feeling tightening his chest and making his heart pound.

"It's happening again."

He thought, trying to shake the feeling away before it could evolve into something more.

"I promised myself I wouldn't do this. Even though Alya and I broke up, I promised myself that Marinette was off limits."

Nino gritted his teeth as he desperately tried to rattle the lingering feelings away. This couldn't be happening to him! Not now. Not ever.

"Still, I can't stop thinking about her. I'm thinking about her so much that I forget to take notes in class."

He grimaced at that thought. Nino had already been told off for daydreaming more times that he could count on his hands this week. It would probably happen today too.

"I forget the names of songs. I forget how to think about anything else. I like her. A lot."

He admitted to himself as he opened the door of the classroom, traipsing to his seat before slumping down in it. He rested his head in his hands, the thoughts still consuming him.

Nino glanced over to the currently empty seat to his right, suddenly realising the impact that repeated crush would have.

"Then there's Adrien. I know Marinette likes him, but I think I have it in me to win her over. I just need a plan."

He sighed and turned off the music his headphones were still blasting out. He leant back in his seat as he crossed his arms behind his head and looked up at the ceiling distractedly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his best friend enter the room along with the two girls. Marinette and Adrien seemed to be getting along well and were laughing with each other, probably about something that Nino may not even understand.

"Who am I kidding? As if I have a chance." Nino mumbled to himself. There was no way she'd choose him when there was a literal supermodel who sat right in front of her on an almost daily basis.

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Marinette, Marinette, Marinette. He couldn't stop thinking about Marinette no matter how hard he tried. Her raven black hair, her deep blue eyes, every single thing about her.

He rolled over in his bed, the sheets shuffling around him as he moved, and tried to block out the repetitive thoughts that were clouding his mind.

But no matter how many times he tried to think of something else, the thoughts still lingered, clouding his mind with the vision of her beauty.

All he could think about was her. What it would be like if they were to go on a date. What it would be like if they held hands. What it would be like if only she liked him the way he liked her.

Eventually, Nino turned on his bedroom light as he gave up on the prospect of sleep. It will only be a Wednesday tomorrow anyway.

Nino shuffled over to his desk, yawning as he stretched out his arms in the air. He looked over at his school notepad that was filled with ideas that had all been scribbled out rather than the notes he should've taken down. He made a mental note to ask to borrow Adrien's notes the next day.