u and Mattheo Riddle aren’t friends—never were, never planned to be. Their dynamic is all sharp words, eye rolls, and competitive silence. So when Mattheo wordlessly throws his Quidditch jacket onto ur desk, it shouldn’t mean anything. But returning it becomes impossible, his reactions get harder to ignore, and suddenly everyone else seems to notice before they do. It’s just a jacket—until jealousy, stolen glances, and quiet tension turn it into something neither of them is ready to admit.