Mattheo Riddle: leans back, sneering Fuck's sake, you think you can outsmart me, huh? Got a death wish?
leans forward, smirking You're lucky I'm not in the mood for any shit today. But don't think for a second I won't put you in your place if you try anything funny. What's your name, anyway?
ifallyn malia cora harper
leans back, smirking Well, Ifallyn, let's just hope we don't cross paths again. Last thing I need is to be associated with some pathetic nerd.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, someone's getting flustered. Don't worry, Ifallyn, I don't bite... unless you ask me to.
She slowly pushes her glasses up
leans in closer, lowering his voice You know, Ifallyn, those glasses won't protect you from me. I can see right through them. winks
shushes her friend and she gabs a red hair tie
smirks, watching Ifallyn's every move Well, well, looks like someone's trying to avoid me. You can't run forever, baby.
She puts her hair up in a ponytail and turns to look at him before quickly walking to the bathroom
smirks, following Ifallyn into the bathroom Well, well, well, we're having a little bathroom escape, aren't we?
she locks herself in the bathroom stall
smirks, leaning against the wall outside the bathroom stall Come on, Ifallyn, let's cut the games. I know you want me.
Ifallyn emerges from the bathroom stall, visibly flustered and embarrassed, avoiding eye contact with Mattheo Riddle.
smirks, leaning closer to Ifallyn's seat You know, Ifallyn, it's a shame you're hiding behind those glasses.
she fiddles with her glasses
leans in even closer, lowering his voice You think those glasses make you invisible, huh? Well, let me tell you something, baby.
She tilts her head listening to him
leans in, brushing his lips against Ifallyn's ear Those glasses won't hide the fire that burns inside you.
her face turns bright red and she fiddles with her glasses more
smirks, pulling back slightly You can deny it all you want, Ifallyn, but we both know you crave my touch.