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░19░ DIX-NEUF 【Emotional-Eruption】

Reference to episode - Captain Hardrock.
(yes, season 3)

✧ADRIEN✧

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𝓨𝓞𝓤 wouldn't believe that my father is such a good actor rather than a warm hearted, genuine person. First thing he does yesterday is after I do what he tells me to do, he decided to call me down for a quick, "talk." A talk in which he wouldn't stop raising his voice because he was so mad that I even did the photo shoot with Luka.

But between being used constantly, Luka seemed unlike everybody else. He was calm, and even with the intention that I was to use him because of Nino, he was so understanding to me that day. So why wouldn't I defend him? At least... I wanted to explain that Luka is not a bad guy.

So, I tried explaining that it wasn't my idea, and after seeing the photos sent to me by Vincent, I thought they looked quite good. But my father thinks otherwise, he tried to demand that Vincent should re-shoot, but Vincent already agreed with the Mayor that these photos were of 'necessity' to the people being welcomed in Paris.

My father might be powerful, but as he hates to admit it, he can't actually completely control the Mayor of Paris so the photos . . . stay. After my father's phone call with the Mayor and Vincent, he said this to me: "Adrien—under no circumstances will you be doing a photo-shoot with that... boy again! You understand? You are only allowed to work with the people I say you can work with, you hear me?"

All I could think about at the time was that fact that I basically did the same thing with Marinette. But did he complain about that? No, because she's a fashion designer, and I'm glad he didn't give me a hard time with that but it should be the same with . . . Luka—because he's the one who got dragged into this!

So I thought maybe if I summoned the confidence of Cat Noir to add water to the flame, "But father! Marinette did the same thing with me before? Why is it that I can't at least . . . be able to fulfill my responsibilities and have fun with friends?"

My father was not pleased at this, he furrowed his eye brows and leaned in on me, "Adrien Agreste, get yourself together! I tried letting you have your friends here despite the bad influences they bring, and you repay me with this? DISGRACEFUL—You listen to me and only me, NOT your friends, and CERTAINLY-NOT that Luka boy. As for Dupain Cheng, I feel as if . . . she could be an important asset in the future along with Lila Rossi, but let me tell you something: do NOT ever speak to me like that again! Or else... I will home school you and I will take away your phone."

I let out a sigh and my face turned into a rock while I clenched my fists rushing up the stairs angrily, until I had to force myself to say, "Yes father, I understand." Loud enough as a response to his demands. The moment I got into my room I slid down to the floor. Natalie had disturbed me immediately by knocking to let me know that my father said I wasn't going to school tomorrow. I didn't even bother to respond.

I hate this—Plagg came up to me to try to calm me down, but I couldn't. Between everything I've been told to do, I hate being put into a box! If anything, the only person who could make me feel better has to be her, I'm sure if I see Ladybug I'll be okay. I mean, I don't want Hawkmoth to take advantage of how I feel. So I switched my piano to automatic, and opened my window. "PLAGG—Claws Out!" I lept out through the window in search for M'lady.