And in that moment, time slowed to a crawl. She looked up from her computer, eyes widening when she saw him. This was the one. The first man she would ever kill.

Marinette ran down the stairs to her room, grabbing a croissant as she flew though the kitchen. "Bye Mama! Bye Papa!" She kissed them on the cheeks as she rushed by them and out of the door. She hurried down the stairs to the outside of the bakery.

"Oh no, I'm gonna be late!" She said under her breath as she ran to the school. As she got to her classroom, she tried to calm her breathing on her way to her seat next to Alya.

"Marinette! What's your excuse this time?" Alya whispered to her.

"I woke up late. What'd I miss?"

"Just some boring lecture on combustion."

As Marinette pulled out her laptop, she barely heard any of the words the teacher was saying, until she said two simple words.

Transfer student.

Marinette considered caring about it, but how interesting was this student, anyway? Probably just like any other student in this school, she thought. She sighed as she continued opening an app in her laptop to take notes.

"Hello! I'm Adrien Agreste! I actually just moved up here from south France, so I don't know my way around Paris very well just yet. Oh, and I'm a model! My dad is Gabriel Agreste. He's a fashion designer."

Why won't he stop talking?

Class went by smoothly, and when the bell rang signalling lunch, Marinette and Alya walked out together to go eat in the courtyard. When they got there, they sat down at a table and began eating, talking every now and then about other students, or their plans for the coming weekend. As Marinette opened her laptop to finish watching a show, she made the mistake of looking. Looking at that boy. And in that moment, time slowed to a crawl. She looked up from her computer, eyes widening when she saw him. This was the one. The first man she would ever kill.

Height? Hm.. about 180 cm. What about eye color? WOAH. HOLD UP. I didn't think it was possible to have such green eyes! Weight? Oh.. Um, maybe around 65 kilograms. Yeah. Hair? Blonde. Hm.. That just about covers it.

Marinette opened a blank document on her laptop and typed up all the information she could gather by looking at him.

This is gonna be fun..

When school ended and everyone was standing outside, either waiting for their rides or talking to friends before they head home, Marinette had all her attention on Adrien. Alya noticed her staring.

"Ooh.. looks like someone's crushing on the new kid!"

"What? Ew, no way."

"C'mon, Mari! It's okay to like someone!"

"But I don't! I am not attracted to him in any way, whatsoever!"

"Fine, fine! At least talk to him. Adrien!"

"Alya! Stop!"

Adrien looked up from his phone, looking around for the girl that called for him. When he found her, he slipped his phone into his pocket and started walking towards her.

"Hi! What's your name?" He asked.

"I am Alya Cesaire! Thisis my friend, Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

Blehhh I'm sorry for the ridiculously short first chapter. I'll work on more tomorrow or something, I dunno.

-Austin