I enter Mattheo’s room with our Potion notes in hand. We’re supposed to do a project together.

“Hey.” I greet, closing the door behind me.

Mattheo clicks his tongue as he eyes me up and down. “You know, I had a dream about you last night.”

I face him. “Oh? And what is it about?”

He smirks, softly shaking his head. “You don’t have to worry about it.”