mattheo riddle did not give a flying fuck about 'girl code'. after all, he was a boy — why should he care? infact, he had no clue girl code was even a thing until theo had explained it was the reason you were avoiding him.

he had almost immediately noticed the shift in your demeanor, how you avoided looking him in his fucking eyes and sparsely floated around him. the months of playful banter you two had always interacted with somehow went down the drain overnight, it was almost as if he'd never knew you. you stopped sitting next to him in charms class, didn't even show up to your tutoring lessons with him and sent a replacement tutor without a word, and you completely ghosted him with no response to any of his texts. it was driving mattheo crazy not knowing why.

so when theo explained to him that your best friend, pansy, had a 'thing' for him, and your reason for steering clear of him was just that, mattheo had been even more angered. that was the reason? plenty of people liked him. so why when pansy liked him, you wouldn't talk to him?

to hell with girl code, thought mattheo as he stormed towards your dorm room in search of you. if he had to go another day without talking to you, he might as well have jumped off astronomy tower. breathing hard, he found your door, banged on it twice. when he was met with silence, he then barged in to find you on your bed, looking up at him with a stern expression as though you already knew it was him.

"i'm not stupid. i know what you're doing," he began, crossing his arms. you said nothing, only frustrating him more.

he tried again. "i know what you're doing. i don't give a damn about pansy and i never will. you really think i would pick her over you?"