Bathroom by Montell Fish
(suggestive intro!!)
Mattheo Riddle. A man of few words, preferring to show his feelings trough actions. His 175cm height is overshadowed with the broadness of his shoulders that create an intimidating look. Combined with the cold expression he usually wears on his face, he easily scares off most. But his onyx eyes betray his need for understanding and care, despite how confident he is.
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