It was strange how life worked sometimes — who would’ve thought Chloé Bourgeois, Paris’ queen of sass, and Luka Couffaine, calm as the ocean and twice as deep, would ever end up together? But somehow, they did.

It wasn’t instant, not at all. Luka had seen something in her that no one else bothered to look for — something soft beneath all the sharp edges and glitter. Chloé, for her part, had been caught off guard by him; by how he listened when she spoke, really listened, and didn’t flinch when she threw words like knives. He didn’t try to change her — he just… understood her.

Now, they were sitting on the Couffaine houseboat, the soft hum of the Seine beneath them, the Paris skyline glowing faintly in the distance. Luka had his guitar in hand, fingers lazily plucking out a tune that blended perfectly with the sound of the water. Chloé was sitting beside him, head resting lightly on his shoulder, golden hair spilling over his arm.

“Play the one I like,” she murmured.

“The one you say you hate?” Luka teased with that small smirk of his.

She rolled her eyes. “I never said I hated it. I just said it’s too… emotional.”

“Right,” he chuckled. “Too emotional. Got it.”

He started playing anyway — the gentle melody filling the air. Chloé sighed, pretending to be annoyed but clearly melting inside. It wasn’t the kind of world she used to imagine herself in — no glitter, no grand parties, no cameras. Just Luka, the music, and the quiet kind of peace she didn’t know she needed.

When the song ended, she leaned up and kissed his cheek, quick but soft. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Couffaine.”

He laughed lowly, turning slightly toward her. “I think I’m lucky you’re here.”

For once, she didn’t have a comeback. Just a tiny smile tugging at her lips as she reached for his hand, their fingers intertwining. Luka squeezed gently, thumb brushing her knuckles.

The girl who once lived for attention now found comfort in silence — as long as Luka was beside her. And the boy who thrived in calm found joy in her chaos. They were opposites, yes. But somehow, perfectly in tune.