Adrien keeps his eyes trained on his lap as he waits outside his father's office. He'd know it had been a mistake to try and go to school. Adrien realized it the second he'd managed to slip out the large front door.

But honestly, with his feet slapping on the concrete, all of the adrenaline coursing through his body. It was just so hard to remember all of the reasons why it was a bad idea.

He'd known that he would be in trouble. It was a fact as true as saying that his father hated all people.

But he hadn't realized that it would warrant this.

Adrien could count the amount of times he'd been in his father's presence since the disappearance of his mother. The rare times that he'd seen the man, Adrien had done his best to be respectful. The perfect facade that his father made sure the public saw.

But never had he wanted to see Adrien when he did something wrong.

Skipped piano? Nathalie would stay in his room until he did the required hours of practice.

Tracking mud into the house? Gorille would be required to carry him until he learned to wipe his feet off.

But trying to go to school? That apparently required an audience in front of his father that wasn't even planned. And that scared Adrien more than anything.

His father hated things off schedule.

Adrien rocks back and forth in his seat. Gorille is sitting next to him, his eyes filled with sympathy.

It hurt to see that look directed at him. It made guilt crawl up Adrien's throat, and panic rise in his chest.

What was going to happen to him?

The door slowly opens, and Nathalie steps out. Her eyes are downcast, and lips set in a thin line. "Your father will see you now, Adrien."

He gulps, looking at Gorille one last time. The man nods in encouragement, but even he looks a little reluctant.

Before Adrien walks into his father's office, he turns to Nathalie. "What's going to happen to me?" He asks nervously, eyes boring into hers.

She sighs, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's going to be okay. He just wants to talk to you."

Adrien slowly nods, before crossing the sacred threshold. He never liked going into this particular room. Like the rest of the house, it made Adrien feel incredibly small. But this part was entirely his father's part of the house. There was no familiarity that he held towards this room, and that right there made it seem all the more intimidating.

Gabriel is standing by the big windows, his arms crossed behind his back. The door clicks shut behind Adrien, and before he can say anything, Gabriel says, "Sit."

He didn't say it particularly aggressive or loud, but it still made Adrien shiver in fear. The man just had an aura of power and intimidation that didn't sit right in the young boy. So, he did as his father said, and sat in the chair closest to him and farthest from his father.

"Nathalie told me that you tried to go to school today." Gabriel says slowly, and Adrien's heart drops to his stomach. His father had very particular rules, and he expected them to be followed. Adrien had no idea what happened to be people that didn't follow his father's instructions.

Probably because no one was stupid enough to disappoint Gabriel Agreste. Well, until him anyways.

"You know that I prefer you to be home." It wasn't a question. Adrien did know better. So why did he try to break the rules?

Adrien nods slowly. "Yes father." He says, his voice cracking. He winces, his father hated when you showed weakness.

Gabriel turns around. "And yet you tried to go to school anyway." Again, not a question. "Do you know what that tells me, Adrien?"

"What, father?" Adrien asks, his eyes looking anywhere but Gabriel's eyes.

"It shows me," He trails off, looking down at the floor. "That maybe going to school is something I should have allowed you to do."

Adrien's eyes widen, and he looks at his father. He is positive that he misheard, so he shakily says, "W-what?"

"I think you should go to school." Gabriel says. "Out of the house."

Adrien feels his heart soar. He wasn't in trouble? This had to be a joke, right? Wait, that couldn't be it. His father didn't have a sense of humor.

"So, I'll be able to go to school?" He clarifies.

Gabriel sighs deeply. "How many times would you like me to say it?"

"I'm going to be able to go to school." Adrien murmurs to himself. "Yes! I have to tell Chloe, she'll be so-"

"No." Gabriel's voice cut off Adrien's murmurs. "You will not be going to school with... Chloe ." He says as if she hasn't been Adrien's best friend since they were kids.

"Then... where will I be going?" Adrien asks softly.

"There have been arrangements for you to go off to a boys boarding school in London."

That was basically when Adrien felt his entire world crash around him. "What?" He whispers. "Is this because I ran away. I promise I won't do that again."

Gabriel sighs. "I do not know if you will ever do this again Adrien, and I need-" He cuts off, taking a deep breath. "I need you to be safe."

"What do you think is going to happen if I walk out of the house? It's not like Paris is super dangerous!" Adrien pleads.

"Enough!" This time, Gabriel does raise his voice. "There is no discussion about this. You will be going to that boarding school. Enough said."

Adrien feels like the wind had been knocked out of him. He was leaving. Leaving the place he's grown up in. Practically the only place he's ever been.

"When will I be leaving?" He whispers, his voice hoarse.

"Now." Gabriel says, and Adrien sees his vision tunnel. "The sooner the better."

Was this really happening? Was his father really sending him away, just because of one mistake?

"Now, go to your room, and pack everything you'll need for at least a few days. I'll have Nathalie send the rest of your things later."

Adrien practically sprints away as soon as his father opens the office door. He ignores the wild look that Gorille is giving him, and the sadness in Nathalie's stare. It was just too much. This was all too much.

Adrien enters his room, his back against the door for a second.

What should he do? What could he do? He could try to run away, but Gorille would find him eventually. Maybe Chloe could give him a place to stay for a little? No, that would be too obvious.

Adrien's mind whirred, before a knock at his door broke his train of thought. "Adrien?" Nathalie asks from the other side. "Can I come in?"

He couldn't say no to her. He'd practically known her since birth, and after his mom had vanished, she'd been the closest to a mother figure he had.

When Nathalie steps in, her eyes gaze into his with sadness. A kind of resigned indignance that left a pit in Adrien's stomach. What had caused her to look like that?

"Your father wants to make sure that you're packed." She breaths.

Adrien nods slowly, not really feeling anything. His body moves without his brain's permission. He takes all of the things he needs for a few days, which is some clothes, a few precious books that Nathalie had given him, toiletries, a picture of his mother, and a strange box that he noticed on his coffee table.

Nathalie is still standing by the door, head down. "I have everything." He mumbles. She nods slowly, before pulling him into a hug.

"Be safe." She whispers into his ear.

"I will." He sighs into her shoulder.

She nods again, before taking his bag, and leading him to the car. This was really happening. He was really leaving.

The car moves out of the familiarity of Paris, and Adrien feels sadness at his leaving the only place he'd ever known.

Unknown to him, however, a danger does appear in Paris.

Far away from Adrien's car, a large monster of stone rampages through the city. And a black spotted super heroine appears, waiting for a promised partner that never arrives.