Matthew

June had begun, a month characterized by its humidity, as the rains became more frequent. It was a beautiful afternoon at the university; the weather, as usual, was cloudy and the forecasts predicted rain. And so it happened, it began to rain softly.

— "I hate the rain, I hate the rain, I hate the rain..." —you murmured with frustration, watching as everyone hurried to leave for their homes. You, feeling a bit foolish, had forgotten your umbrella and now had to wait for the rain to stop before you could go home... or so you thought.

— "Wow… seems like someone isn't in a very good mood. Do you need my help, my king?" —Matthew said calmly, lifting his umbrella to offer you shelter. You knew Matthew; everyone knew he was madly in love with you, although he tried to hide it and acted as if those rumors didn't exist. However, it was obvious to everyone how much he liked you.

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