"I have prepared your schedule for today Adrien. Your father has told me that there's an upcoming new line of clothes for fall. Your schedule will be changed for fall, and I'm afraid your school hours will be shortened sir."

"It's fine Natalie."

"Don't worry sir, your missed hours of school will be compensated with more homeschool so that you can easily bounce back when you get back to school sir. Any more questions Adrien?"

"Nope. Thanks Natalie. Wait for me outside, I'll just finish breakfast."

"Okay sir. Please hurry sir, we'll have to leave in 15 minutes."

"Okay Natalie."

*sigh*, ah... here goes another day of Mr. Perfect. His schedule has been set perfectly, his food is perfect according to his diet regime, his clothes are perfect, his looks are perfect, and hey! Something's more perfect!

Whatever happened last night was covered up.

Natalie didn't mention anything about how she tranqualized Mr. Agreste last night, yet I can see from her eyes that a hint of fear was welling up inside her.

Well who could blame her? She's in front of someone who can literally drop his facade of perfection and could probably start a murder spree.

Breakfast is done, finally I can leave this place!

At least when I go outside, I can see the sun and have a bit of happiness today right?

Ha, like I wish. It would rain randomly throughout the whole week. Perfect! Now I don't know why, but the weather is suddenly being cooperative on how I DON'T want to feel.

"Sir, let's go."

Natalie escorted me to the car with an umbrella. Father would be absolutely worried if his model for his new line of clothes this fall would fall sick, wouldn't he?

If I tried to shower in the rain and got sick, which will be difficult since being Chat Noir has made my immune system basically as tough as titanium, dad would scold me not for being sick, but rather because me being sick basically spells out these things:

One, Mr. Adrien "Cover of the Weekly" Agreste will look like Mr. Adrien "Disaster of the Year" Agreste and will affect his business a lot.

Two, I got sick, therefore all the photoshoots and modelling activities he planned will either be delayed or postponed due to my inability to perform. Headaches for Mr. Gabriel Agreste and Natalie will get a lot of scolding.

Three, he'll use this to fill the newspaper headlines with "Agreste's son, gone ill!" and he'll strengthen his facade as the "Father of the Year".

Eh… Like he'll do that though, options one or two will be most probable.

But as I said, Mr. Adrien "Perfection" Agreste is also Chat Noir. I've been drenched on rain too many times that my body probably married the diseases the rain can bring.

The trip to school was the same as usual. Gorilla driving as fast as he can so that he won't miss schedules. He still has the same old serious monkey face, like his something always happens in the morning to make him grumpy everytime. Natalie on the other hand is busy on the phone talking to my dad about the Fall Collection.

Gotta admit though, I'm pitying Natalie. She'll be in a lot, and I mean A LOT of work this fall. Even more than I will, I presume.

"Sir, let me escort you to-"

"No Natalie, I'll do it. Give me the umbrella."

"No sir, it's raining, we can't have you-"

"Natalie, you'll run late, and my father won't like it if you do, so keep a secret and let me have that umbrella. Besides, it will be a lot convenient if you'll get to him with a few minutes to spare, right?"

"I see. Thank you, Adrien. We'll be picking you by lunch. Please be prepared by then."

"I will Natalie."

As soon as I left the car, it drove through the streets of Paris as fast as it could. Father must really be working his assistant overtime. Well, this always happens on Summer or Fall, she gets a break on Spring and Winter though.

Come to think of it, I was always curious why we only do our collection showcases in Summer and Fall. Spring and Winter, yes, we had some ready to wear apparels, but Haute Coutures, (*A/N: Haute Coutures are simply, custom designed clothes.) only appear in Summer and Fall.

Well, I don't really care, at least I only must wear those Haute Coutures twice a year. Father is sometimes too eccentric on his designs, and not all those clothes are comfortable.

"Dudee!"

Nino! Finally, some goodness for this day. Having a best friend like him always made my day better. Ladybug might make his day the best, but Nino is some sort of an appetizer for a good day.

Nonetheless, my day finally starts to look like a little brighter. At least.

Oh, wait there's Marinette! For some reason, one of my goals before the end of this year is to have a full conversation with her without her stuttering or stammering and us being awkward with each another.

And no, my conversations with her as Chat doesn't count. Although I like Marinette more when she's her usual sassy self.

Reminds me of a certain someone... oh well.

"Marinette!"

"O-o-oh! Adrien! You look good- I-I-I mean, how good is the morning today! But you do look good today, so u-u-um, I gotta go, bye!"

I don't know why, but I really find her stammering and stuttering annoying. It looks cute at first, but I really do want to hear her being sassy to me, I want her teasing me! Having a normal conversation with me, not this-

"It's because you're too perfect Mr. Agreste."

Huh? Who said that?

"Did you hear something Nino?"

"Nope dude, you okay?"

"Y-y-yeah, I'm good."

"Look to your right kitty."

Damn! He's here! But wait! It's not night yet. Ugh, I gotta talk to him. I gotta talk to this Adrien Agreste, Le Perfection, but Le Reincarnation of the Devil.

"Nino, I gotta use the comfort room for a sec, I'll go back in a moment." I rushed to the bathroom and immediately to a nearby mirror.

"Tsk, tsk, running away from your bestfriend to spend time with me kitty? Awww, how A-PURR-rable!"

"You're here, but I haven't lost my grasp of reality yet Adrien."

"It's not that your losing your grasp of reality yet Mr. Agreste. I'm slipping through since your sanity's slowly degrading." He starts to walk closer to me, "Hey, doesn't the thought that one day, your sanity might go low enough that I just slip through your life, and start wreaking havoc? What a nightmare!"

"I won't let that happen."

"Oh, we'll see about that in the future kitty, but we're not here to talk about the future. We're here to talk about the present, Ms. Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"If you're here to tell me that she's like that around me is because I'm perfect, you don't have to state the obvious."

"Well, pardon me, but that's just numero uno Mr. Agreste, but aren't you scared? Every single one of your classmates might be the same!"

"Ha, weak trick. You're seriously trying to break my sanity with that? They don't even stammer or stutter around me-"

"Wow, I wish my life was that perfect."

Wait, was that Kim's voice? Where did that come from?

"Y-y-you! You're just playing tricks, aren't you?!"

"Hey, remember, all that you're hearing right now is real. These are just things that you decided to seal and ignore Mr. Agreste. Trust me, there's more powerful things than that, but I'm merciful, so I'll let you off the hook."

The bell rang.

"Oops, almost time for class Chat. Let's see who wins their battle against their demons Adrien Agreste." And he goes off chuckling.

He's gonna attack more, much fiercer, more brutal soon.

School was heaven for me, contrary to other teenagers who find school as a substitute to basically prison or hell just to be precise, school was my paradise.

Anywhere outside is already paradise, considering my life is Rapunzel Version 2.0, French edition.

But still, school is where my friends are, where Alya is, where Nino is, where...

Marinette is. Speaking of Marinette, I do get envious of her interactions with Alya at sometimes. Not because Nino can't reciprocate the warmness of their friendship with me,

It's just that sometimes, I wish I can talk to Marinette like that too.

Probably that's the reason I always go to her as Chat, boy, her sassiness is a knife so sharp, her straight-forward is a gun to your heart, and yet, and yet...

Her kindness beats any diamond or gold, her passion is a fire so hot, so invigorating, when she leads, I can always assure myself that I can give everything to her, that I can give my faith to her.

Out of the hundreds of my insecurities, Marinette is one who overpowers all of those.

W-w-wait... why am I blushing suddenly...

"Mr. Agreste!"

"Ho, huh? Y-y-yes Miss Bustier?"

"Even though you're daydreaming, I would like to check if you're still in our class, not floating into some kind of fantasy world in your head."

"Y-y-yes Mam! I'm still here!"

"Well class, it's almost time, and before we end the day, I have to share to you guys something! You know, I've been adventurous on different books lately, and this one friend of mine from High School has been translating Japanese Literature for a living, now she gave me this book that she translated, and it's called... "The Familiar of Zero.", looks interesting, doesn't it?"

Bon Voyage mam. Bon Voyage. That Light Novel is wonderful, but please look out for the numerous *cough* *cough* girls in there.

I mean it.

"Anyways, I just want to say that we shouldn't be afraid to expand our horizons and be adventurous sometimes! It might hurt us in the process, but the scars will always remind us that we were there, and we experienced whatever it was still in one piece!"

The bell rings, and it's 11:45. Damn, 15 minutes till I go back to one of the Devil's domain, particularly, his second stronghold.

"Don't forget to read the radio play script of "Sorry, wrong number" by Lucille Fletcher! Short triller, but it's a fun one!"

As soon as we got out of the classroom, the rain stopped, but the clouds still shrouded Paris. The sun is still nowhere to be found.

"Yo dude, you've been outta Earth today! You okay?"

"Yeah Nino, just... a lot of things in mind today."

"Must be the Fall Collection huh?"

"Wait, how did you know?"

"Well as you can see, the logo of one of Paris' greatest fashion designers, Gabriel Agreste, comes popping from literally every billboard and every piece of advertising medium there is and coincidentally you're best friends with his son a.k.a one of his models, you can piece out the puzzle man."

"I-I see."

Ooof! Who's that?

"U-u-uh, Adrien!" Marinette was behind me, flustered, blushing, and in different shades of red. Coincidentally, my cheeks started glowing red too.

Darn, darn, darn, stay in focus Adrien.

"Oh, um... hi Marinette!"

"Oh hi A-a-Adrien! Wow it's so cold, today right? L-l-like yeah, it's cold, but of course I can handle it, b-b-b-but it's fine! I'm fine! Ha, ha!"

Okay, I didn't understand anything about her whole statement, except the word cold.

"Are you okay?"

ADRIEN WHY DID YOU UNCONCIOUSLY PUT YOUR HANDS ON HER SHOULDER! Okay, calm down, there's no escape. Play it smooth Agreste.

"Do you want a cup of coffee? I still have some time." About 10 minutes to be exact, but that's more than enough.

"C-c-coffee! Sure!" She nodded with a smile on her face.

Normal people find it weird, but I just find it...

Cute.

We went down to the nearby vending machine, and she's blushing more and more as I held her hands while going down. I look up to Nino, who was with Alya filming the entire thing.

...

...

...

Okay omg, I don't know what to do anymore, my hands are with Marinette, and she's blushing, I'm blushing too. Okay, okay, WOOOO, Adrien keep it smooth, you'll just get her coffee right! Nothing special! Okay wait, why am I blushing more! Nino, I don't know what to do with girls, and I'm not Chat Noir right now, and my grace is going down while my blushes are just getting higher, Ninnnoooooo tasukete kudasai!

This is not the time to release your inner weaboo Adrien! Just chill Adrien! You're just friends right! She's a friend, she's a friend, she's a friend! Breathe in, breathe out! Okay just lemme look back to her...

Omg, she's blushing some more, and it might be the cutest thing I saw in my life ever since I finally had that Ladybug plushie, or when Ladybug smiled at me when I gave her a New Year's gift.

"A-A-Adrien?"

Oh, we're here at the vending machine. Okay let me just get the coffee and... there we go- SHOOT! IT FELL IN MY HAND! Let me catch it...

Wow Adrien, your hands are touching one another again. Wow Adrien, your face is literally five centimeters away from her.

...

ABORT! ABORT! ABORT!

And well, that's the story of my five minutes of awkwardness with Marinette. The moment I ran to the car, Nino texted me that they were laughing so much, and how much we looked an awkward couple, and how Marinette passed out afterwards. *sigh* C'mon Adrien, you're Chat Noir, you should be smooth with the ladies, not flustering when you're just getting someone coffee!

"Adrien you're five minutes early. Did something happen?"

"Nope Natalie, let's go, Father must be waiting."

And to be honest right now, I would do anything to get back on that awkwardness with Marinette.

My blushes, my awkward grins, now turned into stale expressions, and the color that I got from school started going gray again.

You are needed once more Mr. Adrien "Perfection" Agreste.

They need you to be their perfect little angel again.

React-chan: Author-san, are you an Adrienette shipper?

Author-san: Nope, I'm a Marichat shipper dearie.

React-chan: Actually, nevermind that, but I noticed that there's not much angst here Author-san! Are you gonna stop torturing Adrien?

Author-san: Nope! ^_^

React-chan: WHAT?!

Author-san: Hey, I need you guys to breathe c'mon.

React-chan: Breathe? Oh no...

Author-san: Anyways! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a review! I like reviews o3o , plus they're your way to say things to improve the story, or show your love to Author-san! (give me love ;-; ), but anyways see you guys next time!

React-chan: Come back soon!

Both: Au revoir!

(P.S: Thanks for 100 Views for the first chapter! Makes me more inspired! \ ( o 3 o ) /)