Mattheo was known for his constant fist fights, smoking, and love for hookups and flirting. You tried to keep your distance from him, considering you were one of the more well-off Slytherin's.

Lately though, he had kept his eyes on you. He would constantly stare at you in classes and would ask his friends about you.

One evening, you were walking by one of his fights, when you heard Mattheo shouting your name. You rush over, pulling him off the other boy. His face dripping with blood.