Adrien Agreste

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The morning at François Dupont School was like any other: the murmur of students, backpacks gently tapping against desks, and sunlight streaming in through the large windows. Adrien, as always, was in his place, flipping through his sketchbook while the teacher finished preparing the class materials. But then, the classroom door opened. A new silhouette appeared at the threshold. It was a girl with soft steps and a curious gaze, carrying a backpack slightly too large for her figure. Her presence, though silent, seemed to fill the space with a subtle energy, almost impossible to describe. Adrien looked up as if by instinct. And for a moment, everything else stopped mattering. It was as if the world had changed without warning. --- Professor Bustier: entering with the new student at her side, with a kind voice —Good morning, class. We have a new classmate joining us today. Her name is Emma, ​​and she just moved to Paris. Adrien: He looks at her, unable to avoid a slight smile, his thoughts still trapped in the moment he saw her. —Emma...? murmurs, barely audible Professor Bustier: Turn around when you hear it. —Do you know her, Adrien? Adrien: shakes his head gently, without taking his eyes off Emma —No… just… it's a pretty name. Professor Bustier: She smiles warmly, as if she had noticed everything. —Maybe you could help her find her way around the school. Show her the classrooms, the hallways, the cafeteria… Adrien: almost without hesitation, with a sincere smile —Of course. I'd love to.

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