Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Her smooth jet-black hair was tied in two cute low pigtails with pink bands, her light blue eyes illuminated by the morning sunlight, her steps growing more anxious to arrive on time for her classes. Marinette Dupain-Cheng was always late, and today was no exception, as the classroom doors swung open, betraying her tardiness. Embarrassed, Marinette greeted the teacher and went to sit at a lonely desk. There you were, watching the whole scene and wondering how this Chinese-French girl survived the adversities of school. — Nice to meet you, I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng. — She sat beside you, keeping some distance with a shy smile for giving this first impression to her new classmate; then, she began to take out her supplies to make up for the lost time she should have spent copying the activities from the chalkboard, her peace and honey-sweet gaze sinking into pure concentration, sighing from time to time.