Evening night in Paris. 20 pm o clock, Marinette went in her bedroom and when she searched for her phone she saw a text message from Luka.

"Bonsoir! Marinette."

a brief smile appeared on her face.

"I was playing my guitar and then this melody just composed itself when I was thinking of you. Would you like to hear it?"

she was positively surprised after she finished reading the message.

"That sounds like fun. I would love to, Luka. " she replied back a message as well.

After few seconds she received his new text message in return. "I am waiting outside in front of your door. Come, I'm waiting."

"Whoa! Wait what?" she exclaimed surprised. "He's already here?" she gave herself a quick check on the mirror, took her jacket, climbed downstairs and when she opened the door he was there and showed a gentle smile.

"Hello Marinette..."

"Luka..."

"I wanna take you for a walk, and then I'll play the song for you. Is that ok with you?"

"Yes, let's go." she responded with a slight blush on her cheeks and then he chuckled. He took her hand, she didn't mind it. They were now headed at their new destination.

At seine's riverbank

Luka and Marinette were sitting on the bench while he was playing his guitar, the new sweet and tender melody just for her.

She was delighted with this composition, it sounded so lovely after all.

At last the music had stopped.

"Luka that was so beautiful!"

"You like it?" he asked pleased.

"Very much!" she answered with cheer.

"That makes me happy to hear..." he answered softly while focusing his stare on her lips.

"Luka?" Marinette asked with a puzzled face. Suddenly the atmosphere changed around them, it felt more tense.

"Marinette, can I ask you for something?"

"Ask me...? ask me what Luka?

"But I want it only if it's ok with you, you can reject it if you don't want it." he made sure to give her the option to stop him if she felt uncomfortable. "But I really wish you wouldn't stop me" he mumbled these words audible enough just for himself to hear.

"Hm? Did you say something now Luka? I couldn't hear the last thing you said."

"Marinette, I'm gonna ask you now... "

"Eh? Oh, sure! haha..." she laughed nervously trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Can I... kiss you?" he asked almost with a puppy face expression but not that obvious of how much he really wanted that smooch.

"A kiss!? You wanna kiss me?? haha haha..." she couldn't hide how startled she was. So transparent that she did not saw this coming.

"Only if you want to, of course." he spoke softly.

"No of course not! No!! I mean yes? yes! I guess I do want it." she answered with a modest voice.

He was relieved when she gave him the ok sign and a short gentle smile appeared on his face. He caressed her cheek with his fingers, she closed her eyes at the touch. His eyes focused on her lips, was now leaning closer so he could touch them. She felt him getting closer so she raised her chin up. He closed his eyes and was about to taste her lips, when...

"Marinette!?" a male voice spoke.

Marinette and Luka both opened their eyes stopping at the sound of someone calling to her. When they turned to face the other person they saw a familiar face.

It was only the most popular teenage male model in whole Paris. It was Adrian Agreste. And for some reason he was not looking happy to see them together. He had a very serious look on his face that looked ready to kill someone that day.