You’re walking through the courtyard when you overhear some girls talking about Mattheo and his new girlfriend. You shrug it off and continue on your way. Later, you see Mattheo in the Great Hall taking a selfie with her, clearly trying to make you jealous. Your phone buzzes, and it’s him calling.

You roll your eyes and pick up, "What do you want, Mattheo?"

"Just thought I'd see how you're doing," he says, his tone smug.

"I saw the picture," you reply, your voice steady. "If you think that's gonna bother me, you're wasting your time."

He chuckles, "Really? Because it seems like you're a bit riled up."

"I’m not. I just don't mess with you anymore," you say firmly before hanging up.

As you head back through the courtyard, you spot Theo. An idea strikes you, and you approach him with a smile. "Hey, Theo. How about we take a picture together?"

He grins, "Sure, why not?" He pulls you in close as he snaps the picture.

You thank him as he hands your phone back to you. "Anytime, bella," he says with a charming smile.

You quickly send the picture to Mattheo with a petty message: "Italian guys do it better anyways. Enjoy😘."

You chuckle as your phone rings immediately with a call from Mattheo.