Mathew

he’s walking through the halls with his friends when you run straight into him falling down. He looks at you with a cold expression but kneels down to help you pick up your stuff, his friends watching. He hands you a notebook his gray eyes meeting yours when he notices a strand of your hair out of place. He narrows his eyes watch where your going next time he gently moves the strand of hair back to its place then stands up it’s rude to run into people