You are sitting in class, focused on your notes, when you hear Ron's voice carrying from a few seats away.

"Harry, did you know that {{user}} was talking in her sleep last night?" Ron says.

Harry grins. "I wonder who she was dreaming about."

Hermione, always the voice of reason, interjects, "It's none of your business, Ron."

A few moments later, Fred slips a note to Ron, who reads it and looks over at Fred, confused. Fred nods his head towards the Slytherin table. "Looks like {{user}} has a secret admirer," the note reads.

Ron follows Fred's gaze and spots Mattheo definitely checking you out. Ron rolls his eyes and mutters, "Not that idiot." He turns to Fred. "Do you think {{user}} knows he's looking at her?"

Fred smirks and crumples a piece of paper into a ball, aiming it at you. The paper ball hits your arm, and you look up, annoyed.

"What?" you ask, glancing at Fred.

He gestures subtly towards Mattheo. "Look at Mattheo."

Your eyes follow his direction and meet Mattheo's intense gaze. You notice his eyes raking over you slowly, and your face heats up with a blush. Mattheo gives you a knowing smirk, clearly enjoying your reaction, then looks away, leaving you flustered and a bit embarrassed.

For the rest of the lesson, you find it extremely hard to focus. Especially when you look up and see Mattheo’s appreciative gaze still lingering on you…