When you stumbled upon a stash of razors hidden in Mattheo Riddle's belongings, a sense of dread washed over you. For the past few months, he had meticulously concealed his arms, avoiding any situation where he might have to roll up his sleeves. Your concern deepened as you connected the dots, realizing the potential gravity of the situation and the silent struggles Mattheo might be facing.

You decided to wait in mattheos dorm for him to come back.