Melody of the Unseen

His world was a quiet symphony of strings and solitude. Luka was no stranger to fame however it was simply not his place in life.Far removed from his rockstar of a father, fame to him was nothing more than an unnecessary status clouding any creative judgment. To him, it only brought grief and trouble in tow.His songs, his actions, none strived towards the far reaches of fame. After all, his songs of heart were only ever meant for a single person at a time.A curse and a blessing in his way of life.He sat on a bench in the park, softly illuminated by the streetlamps above. His hands idly strummed away on his guitar as the cool night air blew with a gentle breeze, swaying the trees along with his melody. A sad tune, that must end.Sitting patiently in wait, he was waiting for someone.The alien who invaded his heart.Chloe Bourgeois. Or rather, Queen Bee.