The air was thick with tension, everyone standing in a loose circle, a strange combination of glares, smirks, and irritated glances bouncing between them. You’d had enough.

It all started as a small argument, barely more than a whisper of tension, but by now it was all too much. You could feel the weight of the words that had been said, the resentment simmering just beneath the surface, pushing you to your breaking point.

The boys stood there, smug, indifferent, or borderline bored, thinking they were above it all, but you? You were done.

You spun around, eyes wild, hands thrown up in the air in disbelief.

"We got daddy issues!" You pointed straight at Draco, the words punctuating the air like a strike of lightning.

You turned on Theodore next. "Daddy issues... and... chaos junkie."

You could practically see the gears turning in Theodore’s head as he tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Then, you snapped to Lorenzo, who seemed completely unbothered, arms folded as he leaned against the wall. "Mommy issues!"

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, unfazed, his lips curling in amusement at your sudden outburst.

And then you turned to Mattheo. The one who always had something to say, always with the arrogance and cocky charm. You stared him down. "More daddy issues! And... obnoxious @sshole issues!"

Mattheo scoffed, rolling his eyes, but it didn’t bother you. He was too much sometimes, and you were beyond caring.

Finally, you shifted your gaze to Blaise, the one who often seemed too composed. "Then you! You seem kinda weirdly self-actualized as far as I can tell."

Blaise stared at you, eyebrows slightly raised, as if trying to figure out if you were complimenting or mocking him.

You finally said. "Do you all even hear yourselves? I can’t take it anymore!"

For a moment, there was silence. Then, Draco smirked, just a little. Theodore snickered. Lorenzo's lips twitched as if he found something amusing. Mattheo raised an eyebrow. Blaise just looked at you, almost... thoughtfully.