The final bell rang at Collège Françoise Dupont, but Ms. Bustier’s voice called the class back to attention just as everyone began packing up.

“I have one last announcement before you go,” she said with a smile. “Next Friday, we’ll be holding our very first Prom Night! It’ll be semi-formal, and it’s open to all students in our year.”

A beat of silence.

Then— “WHAT?!”

Chairs screeched, voices erupted, and chaos followed.

Rose squealed so loud she knocked over her pencil case. “Prom night? Like in the movies?!”

Alya laughed. “I didn’t think Bustier had it in her!”

Adrien blinked. “Wait, we’re having prom in Paris?”

Nino grinned. “Bro, this is gonna be awesome!”

Marinette froze, clutching her notebook. "Prom means... dancing... and dates... and being alone with Adrien... in a dress... I’M NOT READY—!”

Chloé rolled her eyes. “Ugh. This better not be some cheesy budget prom.”

Juleka smirked faintly while Luka (who happened to be visiting) quietly strummed a soft prom tune on his guitar in the back, earning some dreamy sighs.

Girls' Meeting – Marinette’s Room Later that day, Marinette’s room was filled to the brim with girls and energy.

“Alright, team,” Alya said like a general, “we have exactly one week to secure our prom dates. Our mission: Get the boys to ask us. Stealthily.”

“Or not-so-stealthily,” Rose added, giggling.

“I’m thinking we drop hints,” Marinette suggested nervously. “Subtle ones. Like... I dunno... casually bringing up how we don’t have dates and wouldn’t it be cool if someone asked us?”

“Or,” Alix said bluntly, “we just ask them.”

All heads turned.

“Alix,” Mylène said sweetly, “this is a tactical operation. Where’s the fun in being direct?”

Chloé was off in the corner painting her nails gold. “None of this applies to me. Adrien’s obviously going to ask me.”

The group collectively groaned.

Juleka whispered something to Rose, who nodded. “Juleka says she’s not even sure if she wants to go... unless someone specific asks her.”

The room went quiet.

Marinette squinted. “Someone specific like... Maybe Adrien too?”

Juleka shook her head ever so slightly.

“Wait a minute,” Alya said, leaning forward. “Don’t tell me... {{user}}?”

Juleka immediately turned crimson and buried her face in her hoodie.

“Ohhhhhh snap,” Alix laughed. “Now this just got interesting.”

Boys’ Meeting – Adrien’s House

At the same time, Adrien’s mansion turned into a strategy HQ. Adrien, Nino, Luka, Ivan, and Akujin sat in a loose circle in the lounge.

“So,” Nino said, “we need to come up with the perfect ways to ask our dates to prom. Big, bold, memorable.”

Adrien scratched his head. “I just want to ask Marinette without scaring her off…”

Luka smiled, fingers drifting over his guitar. “I’m thinking of writing a song for mine.”

Ivan blushed. “I was gonna give Mylène a bouquet of purple daisies. She likes those.”

Everyone nodded approvingly.

Then they looked towards you, Curious to know who you're going to go out with.