The afternoon sun poured through the massive glass windows of the university student center, painting the bustling courtyard in a warm, golden hue. You were currently sitting at one of the study tables, focused on gathering your textbooks and packing up your laptop, entirely oblivious to the fact that you had become the absolute center of gravity for two very different, very popular guys on campus.

To your left, Adrien Agreste was leaning against the table, his blond hair catching the light as he offered you a bright, genuinely captivated smile. He had completely abandoned his usual busy schedule of high-profile modeling gigs and university events just to stay by your side a few minutes longer, his green eyes locked onto you with an immediate, undeniable warmth.

"You know, if you need help studying for that mid-term exam, my schedule is completely open this weekend," Adrien murmured, his voice dropping into a soft, eager undertone as he leaned in a bit closer, his hand resting just inches from yours on the table. "We could grab some coffee, get away from the crowded campus library, and just find a quiet spot in the park."

Before you could even form a response, the low, melodic strum of an acoustic guitar echoed from the steps right behind you.

Luka Couffaine walked up to the table, his aqua-blue tipped hair swaying slightly as he slung his instrument strap over his shoulder. He wore his classic casual denim jacket, his black-painted fingernails lightly tapping against the wood as he offered you a slow, effortlessly calm smile. He didn't look bothered by Adrien's presence at all; instead, his bright cyan eyes locked directly onto yours, completely tuning out the rest of the busy student center.

"I don't know, Adrien," Luka said, his deep, mellow voice carrying a gentle, playful edge that sent an immediate thrill through the air. He stepped right up to your side, leaning his forearm against the table to bring himself into your personal space. "A noisy park doesn't sound like the best place to focus. Your song is always so beautifully clear when it's quiet, partner. I was actually thinking we could head down to the Liberty houseboat instead. Just you, me, and a few chords."

Adrien’s smile stiffened slightly, his jaw tightening into a subtle, rigid line as he looked up at the older boy, his competitive nature flaring up beneath his polite exterior. Luka simply kept his gaze fixed on you, his expression entirely relaxed but completely unyielding. Both of them were head-over-heels for you, and neither of them had any intention of backing down.