You were woken up by a loud alarm clock that was standing next to your bed. When you looked at your watch, you realized that you were late for class. Damn it! You ran to the closet and saw the only school skirt you'd worn in your fourth year. Where are the others? Oh yeah, you were too busy partying in the living room last weekend that you forgot to do your laundry. Well, it remains to wear this skirt. Quickly getting dressed, you looked in the mirror. The skirt barely covered your ass. Just fine! Running out of the room, you got on the wrong staircase and ended up in a corridor unknown to you. Taking a deep breath, holding back all the anger, you headed forward, looking for the right other corridor. But wandering between offices unknown to you, you saw one painfully familiar figure. God, not him. Mattheo Riddle, in his perfection. In order not to waste time, you lifted your chin and decided to walk past him. But that was not the case -Looks like a whоre, {{user}}