The sunlight made the white butterfly's wings appear to glow. It fluttered away quickly as the wings pushed gently against the air. Ladybug grinned playfully.

"These attacks are getting easier for us, Chat Noir. We're getting to good," she tapped Chat's shoulder with the back of her hand.

Chat raised his eyebrows, "Don't speak too soon, My Lady, your good luck may betray you."

Ladybug laughed, "Maybe you're right… listen, I'd better go, school starts for me in a couple minutes."

Chat nodded. "Same here," he turned and plunged himself into the sky with his staff.

Ladybug took her yo-yo and zipped herself into an empty alley. She quickly detransformed and - after looking from side to side behind a wall - she skipped out and walked in the direction of her school, whistling awkwardly. At least, that's how it was seen by the silent observer, who lingered above her on the roof across the street. They smiled sharply, hopping down the fire escape with great agility- much like parkour.

They followed the small, fragile, girl, who was a maskless Ladybug, until they reached the school. They watched from afar, as the girl, Marinette- it would seem from the cry of a tan-skinned girl who waved at her among a group of friends- stumbled up the stairs to meet them. Next to the girl were two boys, one slightly darker than her who was wearing a baseball cap, and the other… a blond. Lots of thick, blond hair… his bangs hanging above his vividly green eyes.

Although Marinette could not be heard, it was evident she was stuttering and twitchy in front of the blond one. It was all too easy. Now it was just time to wait.

The spy passed by quickly and unnoticed when they snuck into the school library at the end of the day. They had seen Marinette go into there, and the blond was nowhere in sight. Beforehand, they had been careful to listen closely to conversations between the blond or the Marinette and other students. Becoming familiar with their voices, their gestures, their posture.

Marinette set her bag down in a chair to secure a chair, then turned to scan the shelves of books, immediately bumping into the shifty figure who had been following her secretly.

Marinette quickly looked up apologetically, "I'm so sor- A-Adrien?! O-oh no, why does this always happen-"

So the blondes name was Adrien then… "Don't worry about it, Marinette. It was my fault for sneaking up on you like that," he chuckled, it was a spot on performance, "Actually, I wanted to talk to you."

Marinette's face reddened, "Me?! What about?"

Adrien stepped closer to Marinette, touching her chin, sliding his fingers over to the side of her face, next to her earrings. "I've always had a thing for you, did you know that? It sure felt like you knew that… you always knew exactly how to mess with me in a way I couldn't resist."

Marinette's voice cracked, "W-what?!"

"Can I kiss you, Marinette?" the way he said her name made Marinette melt like butter.

"Um.." Marinette hesitated.

Behind Marinette, and within "Adrien's" field of view, the real Adrien appeared from behind a bookshelf, oblivious to the circumstances as he raised his hand to greet Marinette. He stopped in a heartbeat - frozen - as he saw himself, holding Marinette.

Marinette nodded. Adrien wasted no time leaning in, and kissing her. His lips pressed firmly, holding her hostage. The dreadful, sinister, lips- on her, on Marinette… Adrien couldn't find the courage to move. Adrien opened his eyes briefly, making eye-contact with Adrien. He stared Adrien down mockingly, Adrien swallowed hard. He carefully stroked Marinette's hair, pinching the back of the earrings undetected. He wrapped his arm around her - Adrien flinched - holding the back of the earring as he attempted to pull the earring out with the other hand. Marinette felt as though the earring was sliding out, like a reflex, she reached up, but Adrien held her hand, and kissed her harder. As he removed the other that was closer to Adrien's position, Adrien became aware that he stealing her earrings, and as all the information and strange occurrences flooded in, he knew why. Adrien pulled away.

"I'll catch you later," he whispered, then he turned around to leave. Marinette stared at the ground in shock, falling to her knees.

"Wait!" Adrien called from behind Marinette - though it didn't reach her since she was lost in thought - Adrien put the earrings in his pocket, and ran off before Adrien could catch him.