Adrien moaned in pain as the shards of glass came into contact with his fist.

Marinette hated him for some unknown reason, and now he was mad.

He had just smashed the only picture of the sweet, blue haired girl he had.

Why was he mad?

Why was she upset?

He never noticed the akuma fly into his room and Plagg make his getaway with the ring.

He clutched the photo to his chest as a booming voice began to speak.

"Bonjour coeur brisé... Je suis Hawkmoth..."