Marinette stepped out of the shadows when she saw her classmates arrive, but didn't face them. She leaned against the wall and faced the opposite one, examining the graffiti painted there. Her head was tilted down, she had a small smile playing in her lips and one of hers eyes was closed.
The students stopped about three feet from where Marinette was leaning. She lifted her head and opened her eye, looking at them from the corner of it.
"I want something done..." Alya growled slightly, her eyes narrowing at the start of the demand.
"... You're dancing on a dangerous line Alya... do you really want to face punishment? Remember what happened to Alix..."