Banquet [2]

Tak— Tak——!

Roaming the Academy halls, the clicking of her heels echoed throughout the entire hallway.

Her bright golden locks fluttered at each step, and she could feel several gazes follow her.

"Ahh… It's Amelia."

"She's as pretty as always."

The murmurs of the other student reached her ears, but she paid no heed to them as she continued to stride forward, not sparing them any glance.

It was the same as usual. Growing up, she was often told how pretty she was and she would soon grow up to become such a beauty.

Nothing new.

She frowned at the thought. There was more to her than her beauty, and yet it would always outshine her other perks.

Her azure eyes swept the view, eventually landing on a familiar figure that stood to block her path.

"Amelia, you're going to the party, right?"

"Yes."

"Then,"

Adrien paused and flashed her a slight bow.