“H-Hey, um… Isabelle?”

“Yes?”

“Do you, maybe, wanna go to homecoming? You know, uh, with me?”

“Adrien, you’re super nice, but…”

“But…?”

“I’m not, really, y’know… into your type?”

“What do you mean?”

“I prefer down to earth boys, like Connor. Boys who don’t go to San Myshuno prep. To put it less formally, poor boys.”

“O-Oh… That’s… I understand.”