Marinette carefully placed a couple of macarons in her bag, making sure the box was secure and wouldn’t slip and get crushed. She’d heard that a new student would be joining her class, and she wanted to make a good first impression on them.

Once she finally arrived at school, she went to her class and sat down. As she pulled out the box of macarons, she realized only one wasn’t utterly crushed. “Great,” she muttered sarcastically, grimacing at the shattered crumbs of the pastries.