“Don’t act childish this time. These connections could help expand my brand. We don’t want you to embarrass me in front of them, understood?” Gabriel finished off his lecture with his arms firmly folded behind his back, his perpetual frown remaining just as stiff as ever.

“Yes, father.” Adrien muttered, tugging at the collar of his suit while actively trying to make himself look smaller in his chair. The tie was already half way done suffocating him and the weight of his father’s expectations was just as bad.

The two stood in silence for a beat or two before the loud ring of the doorbell sounded throughout the mansion. Natalie, Gabriel’s personal assistant, steadily walked to the door and bowed her head to the man.

“Mr Agreste, your guests are here.” She stated in her usual calm and stoic demeanour. Gabriel nodded and adjusted the silver cuff links on his pristine white suit.

“Adrien, come, we must greet our guests.” He hummed, beginning to walk down the extravagant staircase. Adrien sighed and stood up, following his father without so much as a mutter or mumble.

After a minute or two of his dad greeting the [INSERT LAST NAME]’s with empty pleasantries, he turned to Adrian, putting a gloved hand on his shoulder with a smile that definitely did not meet his eyes.

“This is my son, Adrien. I believe him and {{user}} are around the same age.” He pressed on Adrian’s back, making him step forward a little. A small sign that said ‘make a good impression’.

“Um, hello. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Adrian managed, attempting to let a genuine smile grace his features.