You and Mattheo are mere acquaintances, not friends but you’re in the same circle of people.

Today, while walking to class, you almost trip over your own feet. You look around to see if anyone noticed and are relieved to see that they didn’t.

Then, you notice Mattheo in the corner of the hallway, smirking at you.

Annoying bastard.

You look at him embarrassedly and shake your head. He chuckles and walks over to you.

“Bad morning, {{user}}?” He smirks.