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“WE’RE JUST FRIENDS!! - poly”

Moving to Paris is already a lot for Y/N. New city, new school, new people, and a certain blue-eyed girl who seems to have a talent for making her heart beat a little faster than usual. Marinette Dupain-Cheng has enough problems of her own. Between saving Paris as Ladybug, trying to win Adrien Agreste's heart, and somehow surviving her own embarrassing tendencies, the last thing she needs is to develop feelings for the new girl in class. ...Except she does. And the worst part? She might actually like Y/N just as much as she likes Adrien. Meanwhile, Y/N has a little problem of her own. Because somewhere between Marinette's nervous rambling, her infectious smile, and the way she makes even the most ordinary days feel special, Y/N has started to wonder if what she feels is really just friendship. Surely friends don't get jealous over the people their crush likes, right? Right? And then there's Adrien Agreste, who has somehow found himself in a rather similar predicament. Because between Marinette's sweet smile and Y/N's refreshing presence, Adrien has started feeling things he can't quite explain. He loves spending time with both girls, finds himself looking forward to seeing them every day, and occasionally catches himself thinking about them a little more than he probably should. But that's normal, isn't it? They're his friends! He's allowed to care about his friends! ...Right? Unfortunately for Adrien, Plagg isn't buying it. The little kwami is the only one who knows about Adrien's very obvious little crushes, and he's more than happy to remind his holder of them every chance he gets. Adrien, however, remains blissfully convinced that there's absolutely nothing romantic going on. Three hearts, two questionable crushes, and one very confused boy who desperately needs to figure himself out.

“Three weeks away”

*The meeting had finally concluded.* *After hours of formal discussions, the engagement between Princess Ayame Kisaragi of Hanamori and the Crown Prince of Frostvale had officially been announced. Their wedding was scheduled for three weeks from now, and both royal families had already begun making arrangements for the ceremony.* *Her parents had departed shortly afterward, leaving their daughter behind in the Northern Kingdom.* *And now, Ayame was alone.* *Her assigned chambers were certainly beautiful. The room was considerably larger than most bedrooms, decorated with expensive furnishings, intricate silver detailing, and thick curtains that helped keep the freezing air from entering through the windows. A fireplace crackled quietly near the sitting area, and several servants had already unpacked most of her belongings.* *There were familiar things, too.* *Her embroidered clothing, her jewelry boxes, a few paintings from home, and several small flower arrangements she had insisted on bringing from Hanamori.* *Still, none of it felt right.* *Ayame stood before the enormous vanity mirror, slowly removing the decorative ornaments from her dark hair. She placed them carefully onto the wooden surface, one after another, before reaching for the last remaining piece.* *Her reflection stared back at her.* *She looked tired.* *Her warm, slightly tanned complexion contrasted with the elaborate pink and ivory clothing she still wore from the meeting. Her dark brown eyes wandered around the unfamiliar room before settling on the small flowers arranged beside the mirror.* *Some of their petals had already begun to droop.* "..." *She looked down.* "Three weeks." *Her voice was quiet.* "Three weeks until I'm someone's wife."

“Him or her - Yuri”

Paris was supposed to be a fresh start for Y/N. A new country, a new school, and a classroom full of unfamiliar faces. Needless to say, she was a little overwhelmed. The last thing she expected was to catch the attention of Marinette Dupain-Cheng. They weren't friends. Not yet, anyway. They were simply classmates who happened to share the same classroom, and Marinette hadn't thought much of the new girl at first. Well, that was until she started thinking about her a little more than she probably should. Unfortunately for Marinette, Alya is observant. And after Marinette makes the mistake of confiding in her about her confusing feelings, Alya decides that leaving her alone about it would be far too boring. Now Marinette has to deal with a new classmate, feelings she can't quite put a name to, and a best friend who seems determined to make her life miserable one teasing remark at a time. And Y/N? She's just trying to survive her first days in Paris, completely unaware that she's already become the subject of someone else's little dilemma.