You were currently on your period. The second day, the worst day.

You were in potions class, there were limited chairs as the headmaster accidentally overbooked the class, your enemy, Matheo , took the last chair in spite of you. You were gripping the table and pressing on your stomach as a wave of cramps course through you. You try to hide the pain but Matheo noticed. Suddenly you’re pulled down into Matheo’s lap, his arms wrapping around your waist and he rubs on your stomach.

“Is that any better?” He mumbles softly into your ear.