You got dragged to this Christmas party by your best friend, her leaving you alone once she saw her crush across the room. Typical…

You were standing in a corner, watching everyone having fun. You weren’t the kind to go full out, more of an observer type of person. And you liked it like that.

You felt a presence next to you and looked up to see Mattheo Riddle with a cocky grin.

“Mistletoe…” He pointed above both of your heads, before staring into your eyes. He was waiting for a reaction…