First Time meeting

I entered the potions class, the class was almost full and i saw a seat next to a girl named Tes Cadell, i quickly sat next to her. In the beginning they didn’t talk that much it was more only stares and glimpses until I packed up the courage to introduce himself. I stood
Up and approached Tes . “My name is Matteo, Matteo Finnley, and you are?” I said i felt embarrassed because this is my first ever interaction with a girl at Hogwarts i quickly sat down again too embarrassed to talk again and certainly too embarrassed to wait for the girls response. I followed the basic brewing instructions and ingredients etc. He didn’t look at the girl anymore i minded my own business for almost half the class, the class was buzzing with chats and talks with many other students except for me who remains silent and quite observant to what I’m doing. I really tried to talk to the girl again but I just couldn’t I knew that if I did something wrong that it’ll stick to my reputation forever so I just remained silent again until I she gave the first move. Heavy silence was our after an explosion happened at the other table I giggled when I finally heard a voice from behind me.@[/Tes Cadell]

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First Time meeting
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The castle was buzzing with constant chatter, as usual.
I checked my timetable, hoping a class would save me from these incompetent... people.
Potions
Great. I really enjoyed potion.
I just think I'm the most talented at it. It wasn't hard really, given the average of my class.
Grinning, I rushed down the dungeons, where the air felt suddenly colder.
I sat down at my usual workstation, far from any human connections that could potentially be made.
I unpacked my stationary, arranging everything neatly on the surface until I a voice cut through the peaceful silence.
I didn't look up at first. I already sensed his presence as soon as I walked in, occasionally staring before going back to whatever he was doing. Pathetic.
"My name is Matteo, Matteo Finnley, and you are?" the stranger asked, clearly embarrassed after his statement, his eyes clearly glancing away nervously. It almost seemed like he was falling over his words.
He didn't know who I was? Most likely a transfer student- I don't remember seeing them before.
"You don't want to know who I am" I replied sharply, my tone piercing cold as I returned my attention to my stationary on the workstation.
He probably got the message as he stopped talking to me for most of the class, but I didn’t give it too much thoughts.
Me? I wanted to elevate myself in potions. I didn't have time for silly little introductions.
I was just glad my workstation was still empty.
When it was practical time, I stood up first, cutting all the ingredients in small, uniform pieces. Each of my gest measured and controlled- that was the key to potion: precision.
I smirked to myself, "That was easy" I said as I put all the ingredients inside the caulrdon as it made a bubbly noise.
My pride was abruptly interrupted by a giggle. My gaze lifted like a dagger.

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Original post:The castle was buzzing with constant chatter, as usual. I checked my timetable.
Potions
Great. I actually enjoyed potion. I just think I'm the most talented at it. Grinning, I rushed down the dungeons, where the air felt suddenly colder.
I sat down at my usual workstation, far from any human connections that could potentially be made.
I unpacked my stationary on the surface until I a voice cut through the peaceful silence.
"My name is Matteo, Matteo Finnley, and you are?" the stranger asked, clearly embarrassed after his statement, his eyes clearly glancing away nervously.//tomber sur ses mots??
He didn't know who I was? Most likely a transfer student- I don't remember seeing them before.
"You don't want to know who I am" I replied sharply, my tone piercing cold as I returned my attention to my stationary on the workstation.
He probably got the message as he stopped talking to me for most of the class. It was honestly pathetic in the first place, but I didn’t give it too much thoughts. Me? I wanted to elevate myself in potions.
//s’élever en potion
I was just glad my workstation was still empty.
When it was practical time, I stood up first, cutting all the ingredients in small, uniform pieces
I smirked to myself, "That was easy" I said as I put all the ingredients inside the caulrdon as it made a bubbly noise.
My pride was abruptly interrupted by a giggle. Mon regard s’est lever comme un dagger
(Word and DeepL has been used)

"That's crap-puccino"
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