Marinette tapped her pencil on her notebook, waiting for some sort of idea to form in her head. Usually Marinette would be quite good at creative writing but recently she's been, off.

Basically her heads been in the clouds and she hasn't brought it back down to the ground. (Lol that rhymes)

She looked up when the classroom door opened up. She snarled and looked down, whys he here? She asked herself before going back to face him. The teacher smiled brightly, "class this is-" "Marin Dupain-Cheng, my brother, well former brother after he left me to die." Marinette stated blankly, her eyes burning holes through him.

He looked down, guilt visible in his eyes," look Mar-" "Don't talk to me." She hissed as she slammed her hand on the desk.

"Don't ever call me your sister, don't even say my name. We may have the same blood but I will never be related to you, as far as I know you don't exist.

Because you left me to die. You left me like I didn't exist. Like I wasnt trapped in his grasp.

When you had the chance you fled, your lucky I made it out alive" He flinched at her tone of voice.

"Im here to say sorry"

"Sorry? I could of died! now why are you here...."

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I honestly don't know what this is... I've gone brain dead. Writers block even! Anyways goodnight or good day to wherever you are.

-Marichat❤