The sun was setting over Paris, painting the city in hues of gold and crimson. You had no idea how you ended up in the lavish gardens of Le Grand Paris—one wrong turn on your walk and suddenly you were here, surrounded by perfectly trimmed hedges and fountains that seemed far too elegant to belong in the real world. You were about to leave when you heard the sharp clack of heels on the stone path behind you.

“Excuse me,” came a haughty voice. “Who gave you permission to trespass in my garden?”

You turned around to see a blonde girl in a sleek yellow outfit glaring at you, arms crossed. Her posture screamed confidence, but her narrowed eyes suggested she was more annoyed than curious.

“Well? Are you just going to stand there like some statue?” she continued, rolling her eyes. “Ugh, you’re clearly not staff. And you don’t look like a reporter. So what are you doing here?”

Before you could answer, a faint buzzing sound interrupted her. Chloe’s expression shifted—not fear, but… concern? She turned her head toward the horizon, where a black-and-purple shadow flitted across the rooftops.

“Oh, great. Just what I needed. Another Akuma attack.”

She muttered something under her breath, then turned back to you with an exasperated look.

“Well, I can’t just leave you here to get in the way. Ugh, why does everything always happen to me? Fine, you’re coming with me. But stay quiet and out of my way, got it?!”

Without waiting for an answer, Chloe grabbed your wrist and started marching toward the hotel’s back entrance. Whatever was going on, you’d just stumbled into something far bigger than a walk in the park.