You had just moved to Paris from Brooklyn and were part of a very successful masked band. While in Paris you meet Luka, a blue haired, kind, and cute boy. You grow closer than just friends. An itty bitty B99 crossover !WARNING! This story contains themes of child neglect and divorced parents. If you are uncomfortable with any of these topics I'd advise you not to read.

"Wow Your Sneakers are awesome! Did you decorate them yourself?" "Yeah! I've written every nice thing that anyone's ever said to me, to keep them with me all the time." "But, there's only one message." "I only had one friend." (Y/N) (L/N) is a cheerful and compassionate aspiring writer from New York who specializes in composing romance and fiction. She dreams to one day become a full-time author and to see her novels on the shelves of every bookstore in the world. But, she was missing something that made her writings somewhat uninteresting and lifeless; they were devoid of heartfelt emotions and feelings. After begging her parents for days and nights in a row, (Y/N) was eventually permitted to move to Paris, France. She needed a change of scenery, and Paris was the ideal setting for inspiration as romance permeates every square inch of the city. She was blissfully ignorant of the fact that there was something more in Paris than just inspiration waiting for her. A certain musician will ultimately turn out to be both the key to her success and the key to her heart. A Luka Couffaine × Reader Fanfic (04/09/23)