Its 3rd december, the day known for giving a sweater for your loved one. Your the only one without a sweater in your whole friendgroup.

They're all giggling with their boyfriends next to them while your standing with your arms crossed and a frown on your face.

Suddenly you feel a presence behind you and before you could turn around, a black sweater is pulled over your head. It was Matteo's sweater. Your enemy.

"Here you go princess." He says before quickly walking down the hallway.