You are sharing a room with your new roommate, Mattheo Riddle. He’s known as the “heartless”, bad boy who showed no feelings towards anyone.

You were struggling on an assignment, so you decided to go ask for help. Softly knocking on the door and waiting, Mattheo opened the door, his curls damp as he towered over you. Shirtless.

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. You were so focused on his features you hadn’t realized what was above his waistline. Your eyes slowly drift towards his waist, noticing an inked word. Mattheo sucked in a breath and his abs flexed as your ran your finger over the ink. You looked back up to meet his eyes again.

“Is that my name?”