You and Draco were finally together, but Mattheo still lingered, unable to let go. The constant back and forth had worn you down.

You: You know what your problem is, Mattheo?

Mattheo scoffs, a cynical smile playing on his lips. Mattheo: I only have one?

You take a deep breath, your eyes locking with his.

You: You've met too many people like you. I'm with Draco now.

Mattheo pauses, his confident demeanor faltering as he stares at you.

Mattheo: Does he make you laugh?

You feel a pang of sadness as you remember the countless arguments and tears. You meet his gaze, your voice steady but soft.

You: He doesn't make me cry.

There's a flicker of regret as he takes a step closer.

Mattheo: So, that's it then, {{user}}?