You were reading under the big tree in the courtyard between classes, like you would any other day, when Mattheo Riddle approached you.

He’s been obsessed with you for a while now, always flirting, but you just won’t give in, assuming he just wants to get in your pants.

“Just to be clear, I’m too smart to be seduced by you.” You say to him

“Well, that’s why I like you.” He laughs, a small smile on your lips as you look down at your book.

“Come on, take a chance {{user}}.” He smiles softly.