Description

Luka receives a love note, but it has no clues as to the sender's identity

Who sent it? Did they mean to send it to him?

Found out more in Love Note, A Lukaloe one-shot story by Summer Cheng (

Luka's POV:

  I went to the park after my mother's funeral.

  I  had not seen my estranged father for years.

   Since she moved away, I had lost contact with my sister, Juleka.

    I  did not have Marinette anymore because she was with Adrien now.

    I had no one to turn to.

    I  sighed in despair.

   I was about to leave when a gust of wind blew it in my direction.

   I looked at the envelope in surprise.

 Scrolled across it in bold letters was the word "Luka."

   I ripped it open.

Where had it come from?

   I read the note.

  Dear Luka,

  I  am sorry it took me so long to write.

   I  felt nervous about the entire thing.

  I was not always that good to you.

 I am sorry because I found out later how much you meant to me.

   Deep down, I was envious of you and all your friends.

     I thought no one cared about me.

 It was your kindness and patience that drew me to you.

    I  love you.

    I know it is 

    In time, I hope you can learn to love me too.

  Love,

your secret admirer,

      I looked at the letter again and gasped.

       Secret admirer, but was it meant for me?

   At least twelve other Luka's lived in Paris, France.

        The note did not describe the guy.

      I went home.

     It must be some cruel prank.

    No girl could ever love me.

   Not after all the lies.

   I had lied to Marinette after she got with Adrien.

    I lied about Ladybug's identity.

  The truth is I had accidentally found out her identity and Chat Noir's identity.

 I knew then that Marinette and Adrien's destiny was to be together as civilians and heroes.

      I had helped them regain most of the miraculous within the last two years.

 The rooster miraculous was still missing.

 The rest were in the miraculous box, and Ladybug had it.

  The Hawkmoth brooch, Hawkmoth returned right before he turned himself over to the police.

     I shook my head because it was in the past.

 The heroes, Ladybug and Chat, were retired, married, and settled in with a family, Hugo, Emma, Louis, Elizabeth, and little Stephen.

      I  was happy for them but saddened by how deeply my mother's death impacted me.

     It was far more painful than I could have imagined.

     I never could get through to my father. 

      I  felt the tears spill again.

     Two days later, I checked the mail and saw another envelope with the same bold writing across the envelope.   This time it said, "Luka Cuffiane."

     Dear Luka,

     I am sorry.

    I should have made it clear in the previous note.

   It is you, Luka Cuffiane that I love.

   You with your turquoise eyes,

that sparkle like the notes of a key,

on the keyboard or a guitar,

you with your dark bluish green hair,

and your goatee.

 I love you.

My dearest, Luka.

Oh, I wish I were more bold.

I know it is silly because I was not always so shy.

Yet, when I see you I feel I could die

If you knew it was me.

   I don't deserve you.

I am a cruel woman.

I felt it sting

when the miraculous went missing

and blamed myself.

If had been a more trustworthy hero to Ladybug and Chat,

then maybe they wouldn't have to find all the miraculous again.

    I  saw a latch that reminded me of the rooster miraculous,

 but I could not find the rest.

Could you tell Ladybug and Chat,

I am sorry I failed the test,

I am sorry I was such a bad heroine,

and that I know now that they are better off without me.

Everyone is for that matter.

Even you.

 It pains me so,

because I love you,

but I feel I can not deserve anyone

least of all you.

I  saw you return the snake miraculous,

and was sorry, I had made fun of your clothes,

the miraculous you held,

and for everything.

 I  am sorry for everything I ever did or said

that was unkind.

Please forgive me,

Luka.

Luka Cuffiane,

my love.

Love,

your secret admirer,

I compared the handwriting on the envelopes and realized they matched.

Hmm, so the first note was meant for me.

Strange the wind carried it to me,

but the second arrived in the post.

I re-read the note and blushed.

I felt I had some idea who she was.

  I will find you.

  "I will find you, my admirer, and make you mine."  

    I had no idea what made me want to protect her.

  I desired to find her and make her safe.

  To make her feel loved, wanted, and forgiven.

  Yes, I wanted to find the sender of the love notes.

    the end...

Until the next, Miraculous LukaLoe one-shot story,

bye-bye,

Little owlets!

Summer out!