You’re walking down the corridor, fast, to get to your next class in time. Accidentally bumping into someone, causing you to fall back on the stone floor.

Mattheo is the boy you bumped into. He stares down at you for a moment before grabbing your wrist to yank you back up, because he isn’t THAT mean..

“I won’t be so nice next time, mudblood.”

He says, warningly before walking off, catching up to his friends.