After the defeat of Hawkmoth, Ladybug and Chat Noir had decided it was time to reveal themselves to the people of Paris. After all, they had already figured out each other's identities a few months before that and without a threat looming over them, it was safe to show everyone else who was under the masks.

When the day of the reveal came it was broadcast across Paris on every channel. Everyone was in completely shock over who had been protecting them from the dangers of Hawkmoth's akumas. It was the talk of the city for weeks on end. But no one was more surprised, and disgusted, than Chloe Bourgeois. She hadn't expected for the perfect, model son of Gabriel Agreste to be the flirty and pun loving Chat Noir or for the clumsy baker's daughter to be the strong and confident Ladybug.

After the reveal Chloe changed and everyone noticed, especially at school. She had stopped advancing on Adrien and quit making fun of Marinette, much to everyone's surprise. When she saw them going to school together every morning and leave together every afternoon it made her think about what she had done to them without knowing who they really were.

She had made advances toward Adrien so many times, yet he always protected her from the akumatized villains she caused, saving her ungrateful butt over and over. And every day she would find some new way to make fun of Marinette, yet she adored her as Ladybug for her bravery and heroism.

It was after school one day that Chloe decided it was time to right all her past wrongs. She never thought in a million years that she would ever stoop so low as to apologize to someone, especially Marinette. But, after taking some time to self reflect, she mustered up all her courage and decided it was finally time to speak to her, to apologize for the times she had made fun of her.

She saw the couple outside infront of Adrien's car, watching them exchange a few words. A tender kiss was shared between them before they parted ways to head home for the night. Chloe ran down the stairs as fast as her designer shoes would take her, but not so fast that she would break a sweat.

"Marinette! Hey!" she called out rather loudly.

Marinette stopped, surprised to see that it was Chloe who was calling after her. She glanced over at Adrien who hadn't yet gotten into the car, worry plastered on his face as he knew the history between the two girls. Marinette gave him a reassuring smile as she knew she could handle the situation. As his car drove away she focused her attention back onto Chloe.

"Did you need something Chloe?," she asked curiously, gripping the strap of her purse close to her body.

"Oh, now I can't say hi to my friend," she accused, crossing her arms.

Marinette raised a brow in question, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. "Last I checked, you and I weren't friends and we never really have been," she pointed out.

Chloe gasped as if she had been hurt by her words. "What? No, you must be mistaken," she laughed. "Well, in any case we're friends now," she said. "You're just jealous that I'm better looking than you," she pointed a freshly manicured nail at the girl infront of her.

Marinette crossed her arms, not buying what she was saying. For as long as she knew Chloe, she also knew that she would never want to be friends with anyone, especially not her. "What makes you think we're friends?" she asked.

"Isn't it obvious? You're Ladybug and I've been a fan of her for like, ever! It's only right that we become friends," Chloe scoffed.

Marinette shook her head, sighing at her words. "Chloe, did you not just hear what you said? You don't want to be friends with me because I'm me, but because I'm Ladybug," she pointed out, even though she knew it was most likely a futile effort to get her to see what she was saying was wrong.

"No way," she waved it off. "I may be Ladybug's biggest fan, but I also like you," she said, her words sounding more forced than anything.

"Oh really?" Marinette eyed her, still not buying her words. "I've known you for a long time Chloe and you've never been nice to me. But now that you know I'm Ladybug, who you adore so much, you suddenly want to be best friends. That doesn't sound wrong to you at all?"

Chloe looked at her as if she were wearing mismatching clothes that weren't in season. "No, why would it."

Marinette sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. She knew Chloe would never understand reason and she hated to be harsh toward the girl, but she wasn't giving her much of a choice. "Chloe, the only reason you're considering us friends is because I'm Ladybug. You wouldn't even be trying this hard to be my friend if you hadn't found out in the first place," she stated firmly.

"You're just jealous that everyone wanted to be my friend and you didn't have any. Maybe if you hadn't been so selfish, keeping your identity a secret everyone would have wanted to be your friend!" Chloe huffed.

"I'm not the one being selfish here. It was important we kept our identities a secret, otherwise Hawkmoth would have gone after our friends and family. And maybe if you weren't so stuck up more people would like you!"

Chloe glared at her, flicking her hair aside. "Look, I'm sorry and whatever, but can't we just like, start over?" she asked.

"Sorry doesn't fix everything Chloe, at least not everything you've done. Not only have you bullied me for years, but you've made advances toward Adrien that you couldn't even see he didn't want. Yet, you idolized Ladybug and Chat Noir who saved you and the people you akumatized over and over and without knowing what you had been doing to us without the mask."

"No! You're wrong," Chloe didn't dare look Marinette in the eye. She could tell by her tone of voice that she was furious, but she didn't want to give her an advantage by seeing her in a weakened state.

A light rain started to fall and as the minutes passed it because heavier. In just a few short moments both girls were soaked, their clothes heavy with water and their hair clinging to their skin. Marinette opened her umbrella, holding it above the two of them for a few short moments.

"You can say anything you want Chloe. You can try to convince me it would have been different, that you wouldn't have accepted me as a friend just because you knew my identity. You can say all you want that you love Adrien. But it's not true," Marinette's gaze was ice cold. There was little sympathy or warmth for the girl standing before her, not after everything she had to endure before her identity was revealed or after everything that just happened.

"Sorry just isn't going to be enough. Not this time," she drew the umbrella closer to herself, leaving a shocked and soaking wet Chloe standing in the rain.