Miraculous OneShots

A Campus Crush

-Adrienette-

It had already been more than a month since Marinette had started her freshman year of college and she still hadn't gotten up the nerve to talk to the blond-haired beauty who was in most of her classes.

She had noticed him the moment he walked into the room as she sat in her math class on the first day of the semester. He had been dressed casually in blue jeans, a black shirt with several brightly colored stripes across his chest, and a white short-sleeved button-up shirt, left open, yet he carried himself with confidence and an air of sophistication. His hair was perfectly styled, leaving his bright green eyes clearly visible to the whole class, who turned to look at him as he entered the lecture hall. Like most of her female classmates, Marinette had found herself looking deeply into the depths of his intelligent chartreuse eyes. And like her classmates, Marinette took a brief moment to appreciate his well-toned body.

Marinette was ecstatic to find out that this boy, who's name she learned was Adrien Agreste, was in four of her five classes. Of course, this semester she was taking mostly general education classes. She just hoped that she was as lucky next semester when she began taking classes more specific to her fashion design major.

As the weeks passed and the semester progressed Marinette continued to watch Adrien and learned that not only was he beautiful enough to be a model, but he was also extremely kind and genuine towards his peers and his instructors. He always raised his hand to answer questions and always listened intently anytime someone spoke to him.

Each time she saw him she felt like she was falling harder for him. The only problem was that any time she thought about actually talking to him, her tongue felt like it was swelling up and her mind went into overdrive, trying to come up with words to say to him, most of which were stupid or jumbled. She could never get herself to do it, knowing that she would just embarrass herself.

As her literature professor ended his instruction Marinette sighed and slid her books into her bag which she had designed and sewn herself, walking past Adrien who was still packing up his things a few rows behind her. She should just move on, even if she could get herself to actually speak to him, there was no way he would be even slightly interested in her.

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Adrien watched from under his eyelashes as Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked past him, towards the door at the top of auditorium-esque room. She was a beautiful, petite woman who was always wearing clothes that looked to be of high quality and high fashion, although he had never seen anything like them in any of the many fashion lines that he had modeled for.

On his first day of class Adrien had avoided interaction with most students, knowing that he always got surface-level attention because of his appearance or because they knew about his modeling career. But over time he began to notice the bluenette. She was sweet and caring, trying to help her classmates in any way that she could, helping them to finish their homework, tutoring them, even giving relationship advice. She was so willing to talk to and help anyone, yet she had never spoken to him.

Adrien was so used to receiving more attention than he wanted, so it was new for him to want attention. But he did, he wanted this girl to notice him, he wanted to learn more about her. He wanted to know what her major was and what her goals were and why it was that she was such a good person. Was it her parents that raised her to be this way or were there other circumstances that had turned her into who she was? Yet, even though he had begun sitting a row or two behind her in each of the classes they shared and had to constantly remind himself not to stare at the cute pigtails that she wore her hair in each day, she never even glanced his way. Why was he any different from their other classmates? Why did she give attention to all of them, but not him?