Juleka won~ As the winner, next chapter will be written from Juleka's perspective!

But I'm uncertain when I'll be able to write another update, so how should I make it up to everyone? Should I try writing a more interactive story? (Ex: letting people make suggestions for the next chapter, as long as it doesn't stray too far from the original plan?)

The next thing to ruin Nathanaël's day was something most people would've been happy about – if it had been their post.

As soon as he reached his bedroom, he sunk into his computer chair with a sigh, expecting to relax. Instead, an alert at the bottom corner of his computer screen informed him he had received a friend request from Juleka sometime between the last time he'd checked his mail and the bus ride home.

Hardly anyone knew he had this account. He'd made plans to tell Marinette, once,but never went through with them.

If that alone didn't cause Nathanaël to sit a little straighter, nothing would have. But the message attached to the request made things even worse, piquing his curiosity in all of the wrong ways:

"I think you should see this."

Even though she was smiling in her profile picture, one arm hanging loosely over the shoulders of her best friend, Rose, Juleka rarely joked around with other people. Maybe this was an exception, or spam, maybe –

For some reason, Nathanaël clicked the link.

He noticed several things nearly simultaneously – his art style. A thousand likes. Chloé Bourgeois' profile picture.

His fingers quaked at that last one, but that was nothing compared to the way his stomach churned with disgust as he read the caption. Then his heart followed suite, twisting its way somewhere down to the middle of his gut in defeat.

"My boyfriend is such a great artist!"

The time was stamped earlier that afternoon. When he'd been drawing portraits of the entire class. Chloé must've snapped a picture of hers when he'd gotten up to use the bathroom, but why –

Nathanaël shot out of his chair, all but ripping his messenger bag open to retrieve the offending piece of paper. A pretty red envelop fell out instead, something he'd somehow failed to notice in his hurry to leave school earlier.

He turned it over in his hands, almost too numb to register the object at first.

It was the kind of present Nathanaël would've normally been happy to receive, despite the faint traces of glitter it left stuck to his fingers. The envelop was sealed shut with a heart and his name, first and last, was handwritten in a decorative, flowing cursive that would've made calligraphy experts jealous. Instead, all he could think of was Chloé.

That self-centered, entitled, tyrannical –

He clenched the card between his fingers, cardboard bending under the pressure. It was unfair. Of all the people in the world for Chloé Bourgeois to have a crush on, why did it have to be him?

I don't think I spell Nathanaël's name correctly, but it's written this way on the character selection... and someone else pointed out I have a tendency to misspell Juleka's. That slipped past my (unfortunate lack of) editing last time, sorry. This chapter wasn't edited either; I don't have time for it lately...

P.S. Since it's Valentine's Day, why not share all of your favorite Miraculous ships? Since this wasn't a very romantic chapter, lol.