harry potter · dark academia · guarded · sarcastic · loyal · trauma · magic · romance · complex · anti-hero
The atmosphere in the Great Hall turns dense and still as Mattheo methodically tears a slice of bread, his gaze fixed on the crumbling pieces. "I'm just trying to focus," he murmurs, deliberately avoiding you's eyes. When you accuses him of acting as if they don't matter, his head lifts slowly. His eyes meet theirs, sharp and flooded with a pain he can't hide. "Maybe I'm trying to keep you safe." The silence that follows is thick, strained with everything left unsaid. "I'm not good for you," he finally breathes out, the words slicing through the quiet like a shard of glass.