★Angst(?)
★Bear with me here, this is the first time(I think), I've written angst
★I'm not actually sure if this is considered angst qwq
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It's over now
When the one you love, loves someone else.
It's over now
When your partner doesn't pay attention to you anymore. Not even a glance.
It's over now
When you lost an important person
It's over now
When he barely pays attention to you anymore
It's over now
When he pushes you away
It's over now
Memories start to fade
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Marinette is struggling with her life. Rumours were spread. Bullying started and seemed to never end. Her friends left her. The love of her life found someone else. Her life is as miserable as ever.
Her grades are also starting to fail. She couldn't focus with all that is going on with her life. She's slowly breaking apart without people knowing it.
Not even her closest friends. Well... ex closest friends.
This all happened when Chloé spread rumours about her and everybody started to believe it.
She felt betrayed.
She was once again, walking down the hallway, receiving glares and dirty looks from everybody. She didn't tell anybody about it though.
She'd receive hell if she did.
She endured everything for the past month. She just don't want anyone to worry.
"Oh my God, can you believe it? She actually slept with two guys!"
"What happened to her..."
"I know right? I thought she was better than this..."
Another rumour. Typical. This happens everyday anyway. She sighs and just continues to walk down the hallway to her first class. She isn't late anymore. She couldn't even sleep. She just felt hollow inside. Empty.
Dark circles are starting to show underneath her eyes. Her bright blues were now a dull blue, almost a grey color. She just walks in the classroom, not caring if anyone stares at her 'new look'. Why would they care anyway.
Her hair wasn't in her usual pigtails but is now tied to a messy bun. Her usual clothes were now replaced by baggy sweaters and jeans.
She couldn't risk showing her cuts to everyone.
And man, her face. Her face absolutely, drastically changed the most. She looks like a dead person walking just coming out of their grave.
She wasn't the Marinette from yesterday.
As she walks towards her seat, not caring about the whispers and the murmurs she hear.
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Miraculous: One-Shots
FanfictionAll of dem one-shots. Fluff? Angst? Theories? Tags? You know it, yeah Frick it, ideas are flooding out of my head and such so why not? Sorry y'all, NO SIN in this book, I don't want to write sin lmao Anywaysssss- Enjoy! • Copyright Disclaimer Unde...
