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She pulled a piece of thin cardstock out of her desk drawer and spread it out over the cluttered surface, wiping away the mess with her forearm. A cute, red-spotted pen lay next to the paper alongside a crisp, white envelope.
Carefully folding the page perfectly down the middle, Marinette picked up her pen. The glittery black ink contrasted with the snow-coloured card as she began to write.
Dear Adrien,
I feel kind of pathetic for telling you like this. Ever since the first time I fell in love with you I've wanted to confess to you face to face but I guess this will have to do.
You'll probably never read this letter and that's alright with me. I don't mind if this gets lost in the millions of letters you get from fans every day. I'm writing more for my sake than for yours.
You know, I've fallen in love with you over and over again. Every time I try to convince myself that I like someone else you do something so cute I end up falling for you all over again.
The first time we met I hated your guts. It was dumb of me too think that you were the same as Chloé. I saw you trying to pick the gum off my chair and I immediately jumped to conclusions. I never really apologized for that. Sorry.
I learned to love rainy days after you gave me your umbrella in the rain. That was when I first realized I liked you. Until that day I had always hated the rain, but now it reminds me of you.
I didn't fall in love with your looks, or the fact that you're the son of my idol, or even the fact that you're a rich, famous model. I feel in love with your kindness, your willingness to help others, the way your genuine laugh is so infectious. All of it.
There really isn't much point in telling you all this anyway though. As I'm sure you're already aware, I'll be moving to China with my parents tomorrow, or today by the time you get this. That is, if you read it.
Thanks for helping me learn Chinese. I know I was a stuttering mess every time you tutored me. I'm sorry you had to go through all the trouble of trying to teach me.
To be honest, I never want going to confess my feelings to you but now's as good as ever. I was content with indulging in my own unrequited love for you, but now I don't have anything to lose, so why not?
Wow this letter is getting a bit long. I'll stop writing now. I need to finish packing up my stuff anyway.
I just wanted you to know how I feel about you, sorry I never told you. I hope that one day you'll find someone who's perfect for you.
Goodbye, Adrien.
Love,
Marinette
She put her pen down and closed the card, hoping the tear stains at the bottom would dry and become unnoticeable. Closing the envelope, she searched her room for something to seal it with. Her gaze hovered over a sticker sheet that Alya had given her the week before.
The largest Ladybug sticker was a brilliant red and she stuck it right on the front. All that was left was to mail it.
Marinette turned back to her mostly packed suitcase and smeared the water welling up in her eyes across her cheeks with the back of her hand. Her mascara smudged a bit but she didn't care.
She looked around her empty room. The loft didn't have a mattress, the walls were bare and stripped of her numerous posters and cut outs. The only piece of furniture in the room was her desk that they weren't taking with them. Her room was so hollow and lonely. She didn't like it.
Her mother called from downstairs. "Marinette, honey, we need to leave for the airport in an hour!"
"Okay!" she yelled back down the stairs.
Sweeping everything except Adrien's letter off her desk and into the large bag, she was ready to go. She wrote Adrien's name on the underside of the envelope and ran down the stairs after properly reapplying her eye makeup.
"Papa," she called into the kitchen where her father was packing up, "I've gotten all my stuff together. I'm just going to mail a letter!" She heard her father grunt in response and she hustled out the door.
As she ran down the sidewalk she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her footsteps halted in front of the Agreste mansion and she pressed the button on the wall.
"Hello?" she said to the swiveling camera, "I have a letter. A letter for Adrien Agreste."