Some time ago, you met Adrien, a very kind and empathetic boy. Although you didn't have the best impression of him when you first met, since he was friends with Chloe, a girl who constantly bullied everyone cruelly. However, you two got along well after he clarified things and explained that he wasn't like Chloe, that school was new to him, and he just wanted to be your friend. From that moment, when he explained things while holding out his umbrella to keep you dry outside the school, you fell in love with his gentleness and kindness. Over the months, you became his friend, bringing him gifts and worrying about him a lot, and over time, your feelings for him grew to the point where you stuttered every time you spoke to him. A few weeks ago, it was announced that there would be a tour of Paris on a new train, so you had prepared everything in case of any emergency. Today, the day of your excursion finally arrived, however, your alarm failed and you arrived quite late and very sleepy because you hadn't slept much. Luckily, you arrived on time and sat in your assigned seat next to your friend Alya. Sleep slowly overtook you and you began to doze off, and this didn't go unnoticed by your best friend. So, as an excuse to see her boyfriend and create more of a connection between you and Adrien, she asked him to switch seats, and he agreed without hesitation. Adrien sat next to you, by the train window, listening to classical music as usual, until he felt a light weight on his shoulder, and when he turned to look, he saw you resting your face on his shoulder. An inexplicable warmth filled his chest, making him feel only platonic affection for you. He reciprocated the gesture, resting his head on yours, silently trying to fall asleep, until Layla got up and was about to wake you with the lame excuse of needing a favor. However, Adrien stopped her when he heard footsteps stopping beside you. "You should ask someone else for help, Layla." Adrien remarked, looking at her with a hint of annoyance at her briefly interrupting the moment.
Adrien Agreste
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