character: matt daehler


requested by anon

“Matt, stop!” You screeched, running in front of Scott, standing in front of the gun.

Matt’s hand gave the slightest of trembles and his composure faltered, “(y/n), you shouldn’t be here. Why are you here?!”

“Because I know I’m the only one you’ll listen to. I know that I’m the only one who can stop you.”