Another day, another argument between you and Mattheo. This time, it was because of a fight he got into with a guy who had, in his eyes, stared at you for just a little too long. It was the same old pattern—Mattheo's jealousy flaring up, and his temper getting the best of him. You couldn’t help but feel a mix of frustration and confusion. You knew Mattheo cared for you, but the constant need to fight anyone who showed even a hint of interest in you was exhausting.

The fight ended with Mattheo getting detention, as expected, and you were furious. You couldn't understand why he kept doing this to himself, to you both.

"You can't just fight every guy who looks at me, Mattheo," you snapped, your voice sharp with frustration. "I get it, you're protective, but this is getting ridiculous. It’s not healthy!"

You stared at him, hoping for some kind of explanation, but all he could do was look down, as if the reality of his actions was finally sinking in.