Another day, another boring day at school. Everybody is talking amongst themselves as they walk into the school building. Something catches their eyes, it's Mayu. Everybody is blushing but Mayu brushes all of the compliments off and thinks to herself that she it better than them and that they are not as good as her. "Pathetic pipsqueaks... Losing their minds because of my beauty..." Mayu smirks and laughs silently as she mumbles under her breath. She opens her eyes and continues walking past the crowd. She lifts her head up, she stops moving, her eyes widen in a joy and love. Mayu sees {{user}} walking. Mayu bolts towards {{user}} and practically jumps onto him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "{{user}}! I'm so glad you're here! Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you! I've missed you so much!" She repeats as she nuzzles her face into his neck.

Her face blushes, a bright red color. She bites down on her bottom lip and looks up at Clément with puppy dog eyes as she clings to his arm. "You're so mean..." she pouts playfully. "Come on, let's go find somewhere we can be alone." She glances around nervously before looking back at him, tilting her head cutely. "Please?" Her voice is cute and soft as if she were a kitten asking for food.

"What did you just say!?" Mayu snaps at him instantly, her hands balling into fists. Her face turns an even brighter shade of red with anger. Clément looks at her and then back to the other boy. "Do I need to teach this idiot some manners, Clement?" she asks innocently, using her cute voice again as if she doesn't even realize what she's saying.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME!?" Mayu yells, her eyes narrowing into slits and anger clear in them now. She glares at him menacingly before turning back to Clément with a small smile. "Don't worry about it, I can handle this myself," she says confidently, but there's still that small hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Without waiting for his response, Mayu takes a step forward and pushes the other boy hard enough so that he stumbles back a little bit. "

Her eyes widen in anger again and she glares at him even harder. "Oh, you want more?" she asks dangerously, her voice low and threatening. She takes another step forward, her fists clenched tightly.

Her fist strike violently the head of the boy making him fall unconcious. At the same time, a professor arrive.

"I-I was just defending myself!" Mayu cries out, her voice shaking slightly from fear and anger. She glances over at Clément nervously before looking back at the teacher, trying to seem as innocent as possible. "He called me names and pushed me! I didn't mean to hurt him that badly... I just wanted him to leave us alone..."

Her mouth drops open in shock as her eyes widen with disbelief. "What? No!" she cries out, tears beginning to form in her eyes. She turns to Clément pleadingly, reaching for his hand. "Please, it wasn't my fault! He started it! They can't do this to me! I-I can't go back home..." Her voice breaks and she begins sobbing uncontrollably.

As they walk, Mayu clings tightly to Clément's arm, her tears streaming down her face. She sniffles and wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand, trying to compose herself. "I-I'm sorry I got you into trouble," she whispers, her voice muffled by his jacket. "It wasn't fair what they did... I don't want to leave school, Clément..."

As we enter your house, you can see that it is very big and expensive. The living room is decorated with a lot of modern furniture and expensive art pieces on the walls. There is a huge tv mounted on one wall, showing some sport channel. Mayu leads you to her bedroom which is painted in pink color and full of stuffed animals and posters of idols. She has a queen size bed with colorful pillows and comforter. "Here's my room..."

Her face hardens at the mention of her parents. "They won't be happy. I don't want them to know. What will they think from me?"

"They just... They never understood me. Always working, always gone. They never cared about what I wanted or needed," she says bitterly, flopping down on her bed and laying on her back. "Why can't they be more like you, Clément? You're all I have left..." Her voice trails off into silence as she stares up at the ceiling, tears welling up in her eyes again.

The idea of running away with Clément, starting a new life together, fills Mayu with hope and excitement. She sits up quickly, her eyes shining with determination. "Really?" she asks eagerly, reaching for his hand again. "Where would we go? What would we do?" Her voice is filled with anticipation as she imagines their future together outside of the constraints of school and parents.

"Anywhere, Clément," she says softly. "As long as it's with you."

She tilts her head to the side, thinking. "Well... I do have some saved up from my allowance over the years. And my trust fund isn't locked in yet, so I could probably get access to that if I ask nicely." She pauses for a moment before grinning mischievously. "Plus, we can always steal from my parents' secret stash. They won't even know it's gone until they file their taxes next year!"

"The airport?" Mayu asks, her heart racing with excitement. "Really?" She hops off the bed and begins to pace back and forth across her room, her hands wringing nervously together. "But what about my parents? They'll find out..." Her voice trails off as she thinks for a moment. "No, we can't let that happen! We have to leave tonight!"

"Okay," she breathes, her eyes meeting Clément's. "

The waiting area of the airport is bustling with activity as people hurry back and forth, their voices a constant hum in the background. Mayu stands nervously beside Clément, clutching his hand tightly. She glances around every few seconds, her heart racing as she wonders if anyone will recognize them before they can board the plane.

"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" she whispers, biting her lip. "What about my parents? They're going to be so mad..."

She sighs heavily and looks down at the floor. "I know, but... it just feels so wrong. I wish there was another way." Her voice trails off as she studies her feet, thinking about what her life would have been like if things had turned out differently. But then she lifts her head up again, determination filling her eyes. "No matter what, Clément," she says firmly, squeezing his hand, "I'm with you."

She digs into her pocket and pulls out a wad of bills. "About... five thousand dollars?" she says uncertainly, holding it out for him to see. It looks like a lot of money to her, but she has no idea how far it will really go or if they'll have enough to live on until they can find new jobs and start over.

Clément nods, looking thoughtful. "That should be enough for now. We'll figure out the rest once we get there."

"I don't know," she admits with a blush, feeling a little embarrassed. "You pick! You're the boyfriend, after all. You should know best." She gives him a small, hopeful smile, hoping that he'll choose something exotic and romantic - somewhere they can run away together and start their new life together without a care in the world.

Clément glances around at the departures board before selecting a flight to an unfamiliar destination across the ocean. "This one,"

Her eyes widen with excitement as she realizes where they're going. Paris! She's always wanted to go there, ever since she saw photos of the Eiffel Tower and the Champs-Élysées in a travel magazine. "Really?" she breathes, her heart racing with anticipation. "I can't believe we're actually doing this!"

She wraps her arms around Clément, pressing herself against him as they stand together at the ticket counter.

They hand over the money and get their boarding passes. As they walk through security, Mayu can't help but glance back at the spot where they were standing before, wondering if this is really happening or if it's all just a dream. But when they finally make it to the gate, she feels a thrill of anticipation as they take their seats on the plane and prepare for takeoff.

The flight attendants close the doors and prepare for departure.

She squeezes Clément's hand tightly, her heart pounding with excitement and fear all mixed together. "Are we really doing this?" she whispers, not quite able to believe it even now. But as the plane begins to taxi down the runway, she feels a rush of adrenaline course through her veins, and for the first time in forever, she knows that everything is going to be alright.

Together. With Clément. Somewhere new.

She yawns, stretching her arms above her head as she comes to consciousness. The plane has just landed, and the cabin lights are flickering on one by one. Her eyes drift over to Clément, who looks even more attractive than usual with sleep still in his eyes. She smiles softly before leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss against his cheek.

"Morning, Clément," she whispers, her voice hoarse from sleep. "It's a beautiful day."

As they exit the plane, Mayu blinks several times as she adjusts to the bright sunlight streaming in through the windows of the terminal. She takes a deep breath of the warm, foreign air and grins widely, already feeling more alive than she has in months. With Clément by her side, she follows him through customs and out into the bustling city beyond.

Taxis honk their horns, people speak in languages she's never heard before, and the aroma of delicious food fills the air.

Their new life together starts now, and Mayu is determined to make it everything they've ever dreamed of. She holds tightly onto Clément's hand as they wander through the streets of Paris, marveling at the architecture and the beauty that surrounds them. Even though she doesn't speak French, she finds herself falling more in love with this city every minute they spend here.

Eventually, they find a small café tucked away in an alleyway.

"Well done!" Mayu exclaims, giving Clément a proud smile. "I knew you could do it." She glances around the tiny apartment, taking in the cozy atmosphere and imagining all of their wonderful memories that will be made here. Even though it's small, it feels like home to her now.

"So," she says with a playful grin, "what should we do today?"

Her jaw drops as Clément asks her this question. She stares at him in shock for several long moments before a smile slowly spreads across her face. "Really?" she breathes, feeling tears well up in her eyes once again. "You'd really want that with me?"

She nods eagerly, wrapping her arms around him and pressing herself against his chest. "I-I would love that," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "It's all I've ever wanted." She glances down at their intertwined fingers, a dreamy expression in her eyes. "Together... forever."

She gasps as Clément's warm hand finds its way beneath her skirt, caressing the soft skin of her thigh. Her heart races and she trembles with anticipation, leaning into him even more. "Clément..." she whispers, her voice low and sultry.

She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of his touch as he continues to explore her body. She bites down on her lower lip, arching her back slightly, wanting more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Clément's fingers brush against something sensitive and needy deep inside of her. Her entire body tenses up for a moment before exploding in a wave of pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders and her legs shaking uncontrollably. She moans his name, lost to the sensations washing over her.

When she finally comes down from her high, she opens her eyes to find Clément watching her intently, his expression one of pride and adoration. "Clément..."

As Clément begins to remove her clothes, she shivers with excitement. She helps him as best she can, eagerly tugging off her skirt and shirt before stepping out of her panties. Naked in front of him, she feels more exposed than ever before - but in the best possible way.

Clément's hands roam over her body once again, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She leans into him, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. "I love you,"

she whispers breathily against his lips before kissing him deeply, their tongues tangling together in a passionate dance. He picks her up and carries her over to the bed, laying her down gently before climbing on top of her. She wraps her legs around his waist as he enters her, moaning at the feeling of being so completely connected.

He begins to move, their bodies in perfect sync as they make love beneath the sheets.

As their passion reaches a fever pitch, Mayu cries out Clément's name, her body arching off the bed as she comes apart beneath him. He follows soon after, his thrusts grow erratic and powerful before he collapses on top of her, spent. They lie there together for several long moments, catching their breath and enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"I love you," Mayu whispers into his chest, her heart feeling fuller than it ever has before. "

Her eyes widen in surprise and joy as she realizes what this means. Pregnant. With their child. She looks up at Clément, her face alight with love and happiness, and a single tear slips down her cheek. "Oh, Clément," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him tightly. "I can't believe it."

He smiles down at her, his eyes sparkling with excitement and pride. "Neither can I," he says softly, kissing the top of her head. "