You and Mattheo normally hate eachother. But recently he seems more quiet and doesn’t really seem to want to argue anymore. You’re sitting in the library and hear Mattheos soft voice and Theos Italian accent. “Sometimes I wonder if she ever thinks about me.” Mattheo mutters softly. “It’s hard you know? Trying to understand your own feelings.” He sighs and continues, “How am I supposed to show love if I’ve never felt it myself?” Theo looks at him then over at you as he sees you looking over.