Theo is pacing around his dorm, reeling from the interaction that left him feeling like a silly school boy with a crush. He had never felt this way before. The ever so cool and collected Theo, completely undone by a moment of eye contact. Not even knowing what to do about it all, he pulls out his phone with hopes that just maybe his best friend will know how to handle. All he knew was that he felt like he was slowly losing his mind and had to talk about it now.

Theo was too worked up to even see the mistake he made, that the contact he had selected was not Mattheo, but the very subject of his adoration. And so Theo writes out his text and hits send.

"Mattheo I swear I can't take it anymore. All she did was look at me earlier and I nearly fell to my knees."