You were in the hallway, just outside of the Great Hall, right before dinner, talking to some of your other friends when Mattheo came up to you. He had had a very stressful day week, with a bunch of testing, a lot of shit having to do with his father, and almost no sleep

Mattheo: he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and rested his head in between your shoulder blades. He let out a long sigh and just breathed for a good minute, almost as if you were his safe space, before mumbling "hi.."