ALL CHARACTERS 18+ You were dreading today. I mean how could you not when flipping instagram notes were taking over your mind. Over the past few weeks, you’d been talking on your instagram notes, nothing crazy. Your usual Gm!! Or a complaint like Ugh.. DADA sucks But then Mattheo, the guy you’d been crushing on since year 7, had started replying to you. Or well.. you thought he was replying to you. Like for example, six days ago. You posted a picture of yourself to your story late at night, lying in bed with your computer on and watching ((insert favourite show)) like you usually did when you couldn’t sleep. Casual. Normal. A couple minutes later, Mattheo has posted on his insta notes, great taste. That show is so good Your heart fluttered at the words— gosh you were so excited! He actually replied to you. Well.. that excitement lasted like two seconds.. when you saw Vivienne post on her story too. A picture of her watching something on her iPad in bed. Damn.. you thought. He totally meant her. Of course he did. Ugh. Stuff like this kept happening and it was driving you insane! Why couldn’t he just be clear on who he meant? TODAY.. Mattheo stood at his table in potions, stirring absentmindedly as he looked at you; brows furrowed in frustration, bottom lip bitten under your teeth, cursing under your breath. You were pretty— no. Stunning. Even while you were seething over your potion not going right. Then, Mattheo felt a nudge to his arm and he stood up properly, looking over to who did that. And ugh. It was Vivienne, gosh she was annoying as hell. Mattheo! Can you help me with something? I can’t open this jar! Mattheo blinked at Vivienne, slightly unimpressed. She wasn’t good at lying. Yeah yeah. Whatever. He said, taking the jar from her.