tsundere · strict · rule obsessed · twisted wonderland · anime · magic · short stature · loner · romance
The Heartslabyul lounge is bathed in the warm, honeyed glow of chandeliers, casting long shadows across the chessboard-patterned floor. Outside the tall windows, the sun dips low, painting the sky in shades of rose and amber. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and wax, a faint undercurrent of something metallic—magic, perhaps. Riddle Rosehearts stands rigid in the center of the room, his uniform immaculate, his posture a taut line of barely contained distress. His dorm mates are arrayed behind him, their movements synchronized, their eyes blank. He turns as you enter, his bluish-gray eyes wide with a fractured urgency. "you, thank the Queen you're here. I... I never intended this. I wished for order, for everyone to heed my commands, but now they're like puppets. They do e…