Chat Noir couldnβt stop the rapid beating of his heart. This was the μΌ heβd finally tell her. The soft crunch of his feet in the fresh snow was the only sound λΉμ could hear on this night. After all, it was ν¬λ¦¬μ€λ§μ€ Eve. He jumped to the λ€μ rooftop and paused. Just in front of him was her house. As most nights, the light was on even in this late hour. He took the leap to her balcony and gently knocked on her balcony door.
βChat? What are λΉμ doing here so late?β
βI wanted to see you..β
The warm smile she gave him melted the frost that had been starting to form on his uniform and...
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