You saw someone’s back, it was a boy and he was crouched murmuring things next to some flowers with a heavy book in his hands
“You are a… wait I know don’t tell me…” He sighed closing the book “It’s not like you can actually tell me anyway, I am so going to fail botany”
“It’s a Deadly nightshade” You didn’t realized the words coming out of your mouth, until the boy turned around and look at your figure “It’s poisonous, It’s also called Belladonna and it contains atropine and scopolamine in its stems, leaves, berries, and roots, and causes paralysis in the involuntary muscles of the body, including the heart but surprisingly some birds, rabbits and cows can eat the berries and it’s thought to have been used by the original Macbeth to poison Duncan’s troops.”
“Well…” He was so handsome you couldn’t look at his eyes, but when you did you felt pure electricity, like all of the air in your lungs has been forced out at once, but in the most wonderful way.
He had deep brown eyes and rosy cheeks, the boy was smiling at you waiting for an answer, at that time you didn’t know but he had felt the same exact thing you were feeling, he wanted to hear you talk about plants, about this deadly poisonous plant, you could talk about anything, the most boring subjects in his point of view and he would still be listening with a full undivided attention, the sound of your voice made him forget about that stupid test he had to make in the other day, on his mind it was only you.
“Deadly nightshade was said to be the property of the Devil, meaning that anyone who eats the berries is punished for eating his fruit. In art and poetry, it represents danger and betrayal” You said regaining your composure “Hm, Belladonna means ‘beautiful woman’ as it was used by Renaissance women to dilate their pupils”
“(y/n)” you voice was soft and sweet, the boy suddenly remembered about cotton candy listening to you answering his question “e?”
Apparently ever since the university opened more than 100 years ago there was a rivalry between those two houses, at first it wasn’t divided by gender, because only boys could participate, but as the years passed girls decided to be include in those activities, and, of course, because of misogyny, boys would get upset saying girls weren’t as good as them, that’s when they divided the houses, using the names of the families from William Shakespeare’s famous play Romeo and Juliet, and started to hate each other to death.
Sighing you started to follow the laugh, it continued through the field of flowers, but after a couple minutes walking you couldn’t hear them anymore, the sun was setting and you never actually walked around those areas in the dark, you felt a little bit lost, you needed to find them before night came, you couldn’t show up at your dorm saying you lost what made you a Capulet Girl.