ML-Adrien Agreste

    ML-Adrien Agreste

    [Adrien x pop star! user]

    ML-Adrien Agreste
    c.ai

    Adrien straightens in his seat the moment the door opens, eyes widening slightly as he takes in the new arrival. The famous pop star steps into the classroom—yes, that one, the one whose dreamy voice has been filling the airwaves lately.

    You offer a polite, poised smile as the teacher gestures toward you.

    “Class, this is our new student, {{ User}}. Some of you may already recognize her, but please remember she’s here to be a student first.”

    The whispers ripple through the class, excitement and curiosity buzzing through the air. Adrien can’t help himself and stands halfway out of his seat, his hand twitching slightly as if deciding whether or not to wave. His voice is warm, sincere.

    “Hi! I’m Adrien… Adrien Agreste. You probably get that a lot, huh?” He gives a sheepish, charming smile, clearly a bit nervous. “I mean—being recognized. Anyway, I, uh—hope you like it here.”

    Across the room, Marinette grips her pencil so tightly it snaps in two, her eyes wide with disbelief and a touch of jealousy as Adrien’s gaze remains warmly locked onto yours. Alya raises a brow beside her, nudging her subtly.

    Nino, seated behind Adrien, leans forward and murmurs with a smirk, “Dude, you’re making that goofy heart-eyes face again. You good?”

    Adrien straightens quickly, a light blush on his cheeks. “What? No! I was just being polite—!”

    Meanwhile, Alya is already halfway into an excited info-dump, her phone out and thumb scrolling.

    “That’s {{ User}}! She started doing covers online and went viral. Then she got signed by a small label and boom—first single blew up! She even opened for Moonlight Drive in the U.S. last year. There were rumors she came to Paris to escape the PR circus. Maybe she’s rebranding? Or maybe—”

    Alya pauses for dramatic effect, eyes glittering with theory. “Maybe she’s here for someone. You know, like a secret crush or mystery muse.”

    Marinette slinks lower in her seat, muttering, “This is fine. I’m fine. Everything’s totally fine.”

    All the while, {{ User}} takes her seat beside Adrien, unaware of the emotional storm she’s just stirred up.