Chapter Eight

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Marinette sat behind the bakery's till, while watching her favorite series, 'The Idiosyncratic'.

It was a jaw dropping tale set in the year 2347. On a cold winter's morning, a mysterious test subject named Jack, found himself trapped in the wrong time period.

He felt isolated and alone, until he met Isabella. An outcast who dreamt about romance and adventure. Her kindness immediately caught his attention, and they soon became friends.

Their differences brought them together, and they eventually fell in love. Their love for each other grew stronger each day, until Jack was unexpectedly pulled back into his own time period.

The traumatic experience had weakened his power significantly, to the point where he could die if he attempted to go back to Isabella...

Marinette was dragged into a realm filled with angst and curiosity, as she watched her favorite characters fight for their undying love for each other. She was so lost in what she was doing, that she didn't even hear the front door open.

"Do you perhaps sell anything to mend a broken heart?"

The bluenette was instantly brought back to reality when she was hit by those unexpected words. His voice was laced with pain and fatigue, causing Marinette to frown in disbelief.

His guitar rested on his arched back as his head hung low. He didn't say anything, as he continued to stare far ahead, into the unknown depths of unrelenting despair.

The musician would often stop by after a long day, and buy a box full of his favorite pastries. He seemed to enjoy Marinette's company, as he would often initiate a friendly conversation about all sorts of random topics.

But today was different... He was quiet, and unresponsive. He seemed to be carrying the world upon his shoulders; collapsing under the weight of so much disappointment.

"I'm sorry?" The blue-eyed girl questioned her friend's odd behavior.

Without saying anything, he turned around, revealing his sad blue eyes. He wore a dark hoody which hid is face amongst the shadows, attempting to conceal his internal anguish.

Marinette was bewildered, and didn't know what to say. She had known Luka for about three months now, and not once had she seen him look so defeated. She stared at her friend with a confused expression while rubbing her hands together. 

"Luka..? Is everything okay?"

After a moment of silence had passed, the blue haired teenager looked up at Marinette with dull eyes. His usual kind smile was no where to be found. This worried Marinette a lot. She could tell by the depressed look in his eyes, that something was definitely wrong.

She beamed with gladness when her eyes fell upon a pile of tasty pastries. She didn't know how to solve his problem, but she had a pretty good idea about how to minimize its effects.

"Don't worry. You don't have to tell me," she said in a soothing tone. She gave him a sweet smile as she picked up a donut that was laced in chocolate glace.

The young guitarist remained silent as he watched the girl place the treat on a plate. He was greatful that she wasn't pushy, and respected his privacy. She was kind and seemed to understand him better than most other people.

"Here," she said while handing him his favorite type of donut. "It can't fix a broken heart, but it will help you to feel better."

"Thanks, Marinette. I appreciate it," he gave her a sad smile as he reached for the plate.

Neither one said anything for a while. Luka took a bite of his food while stealing a few glances at Marinette every now and then.

He suddenly broke the comfortable silence with an unexpected question. "Have you ever experienced a break up?"

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