You, Pansy, and Daphne were sitting on a bench, pretending not to notice Mattheo, Lorenzo and Theodore approaching.

Pansy smirked. "Looks like we are getting company, girls."

Daphne straightened immediately. "Okay, besties, we have practiced this..."

But things immediately went off script.

Instead of Mattheo sitting next to Pansy, as she had obviously hoped, he casually dropped down next to Daphne.

Lorenzo, the one Daphne had been swooning over for weeks, flopped down right next to you.

You stiffened slightly, glancing at Theodore, the one you actually liked, standing nearby, his jaw tightening just a fraction.

Mattheo leaned in toward Daphne. "Hey. I’m Mattheo."

Daphne blinked, caught off guard. "Daphne."

Mattheo smirked. "Bless you."

Daphne frowned. "What?"

Mattheo’s smirk widened like he was having way too much fun. "Oh... is that your name? I’m sorry."

Daphne pulled back slightly. "What’s wrong with you?"

Mattheo scoffed, raising a brow. "Are you on your period or something?"

You almost choked on your laugh, but quickly covered it up with a cough as Daphne glared at him as if she might actually hex him.

Meanwhile, Lorenzo turned his full attention to you, smiling. "Hey, beautiful. Tell me your name?"

Feeling your cheeks warm, you replied, "I'm {{user}}."

Lorenzo's eyes instantly lit up, as if he had just discovered something of value. "Nice name," he said warmly. "I'm Lorenzo. But you can call me Enzo."

Out of the corner of your eye you caught Daphne glaring at you, and, more surprisingly, you noticed Theodore watching the scene, his expression darkening.

Mattheo leaned back lazily against the bench. "I hope you're not as grumpy as Daphne," he muttered.

Lorenzo laughed softly. "Teasing means loving, right?"

Mattheo scoffed. "Absolutely not."

Lorenzo’s smile widened as he spoke just to you, his voice dropping a little lower. "{{user}}... I want to get to know you. I don’t bite like your boyfriend."

Mattheo chuckled, shooting you a teasing glance. "We should take a closer look at Cedric’s teeth."

Theodore scoffed. "Without me."

You straightened up a little. "I don’t have a boyfriend."

Theodore’s head snapped toward you, and for the first time that afternoon, he smiled.

Lorenzo smirked. "Oh really? Come to the match tomorrow... afterwards, we can do whatever you feel like doing."

Your heart raced, but you kept your cool. "I’ll be there, but I’m doing something with my friends after the match."

Lorenzo’s smile faltered slightly, but he recovered quickly, giving you a playful wink. "Well... if you change your mind."

Before you could say anything else, Theodore stepped forward. "She just said she has other plans, Enzo." Then he looked at you. "Right, {{user}}?"