I'm going to add more to this later in time, but right now, here's what I got.
A new student had transferred to their school. Who in their right mind just goes to Gotham and decides that they're going to stay there? So generally, they were all curious who this person was.
They knew that their first day was in the middle of the week. No one really knew the exact date, but they knew the week of it. They were prepared to ask all sorts of questions to them.
It was Thursday that they had seen someone new at the school. She was shorter than most people there. She seemed to be happier than most people, so it was clear that she wasn't from there. She didn't seem to have a reason to be smiling, so there really wasn't a reason to be smiling right then. It was just going to school.
They all had their questions ready for her. And some had a few warnings for her. She would need to stay away from Damian Wayne if she wanted to have an okay time. Reasons differentiating from taking 'their' man, wanting her to not be under his glare, and keeping her away from him.
They watched as she walked down the halls. Some broke into whispers about her while others didn't even pay any mind at all.
A group of girls, who were jealous of how the Parisian girl looked, stuck their foot out, hoping to trip the girl.
Marinette, who wasn't even paying attention to anyone around her, didn't see the foot. She failed to see it until the last second, making her trip. Luckily she fell onto someone rather than the floor.
Everyone watched as she fell onto the one person who they didn't want her to interact with. She had fallen onto Damian Wayne. The ice prince of Gotham.
He had caught her before she could fall down. He had his signature glare on his face, scowling at whoever he caught.
Marinette knew now that everyone's eyes were on her. She heard everyone's conversation stop. Were they really interested in what she was doing?
Marinette looked at the person who caught her, happy to see a familiar face. When his eyes met hers, it melted and his walls came crashing down at her. Finally, he settled for a smirk on his face.
"Falling for me again beloved?" He asked, making everyone stare at him wide-eyed.
Marinette got up and flattened down what she was wearing.
"Not possible if I'm still falling for you, but some people have it otherwise." Marinette said, glaring at the person that tripped her. The girl that did it shivered under her glare.
Damian took her hand and her schedule. Seeing as they had the same class, he led her to their class, leaving a speechless hallway.