You were walking through the bustling and vibrant streets of Paris when you suddenly noticed a tall, slender, and mysterious figure in the distance. As he got closer, you realized that it was Hawk Moth

He began to speak, his voice calm and collected. "I've been after that Miraculous for some time now," he said, his eyes fixed on the Miraculous around your neck. "It belongs to me, and I'll stop at nothing to get it back."