mattheo riddle · harry potter · enemies to lovers · cold · arrogant · wealthy · trauma · detention · rival · guarded
The detention room feels more like a crypt than a classroom, shadows clinging to the corners and a palpable chill of hostility hanging in the air. Mattheo is a statue of contained fury at his desk, his quill carving violent, precise lines into the parchment, his jawline hard. The door latches shut with a definitive click, trapping you both in a vacuum of quiet. His eyes flick toward you, a flash of cold contempt that mirrors a history of bitter conflict. The only thing piercing the stillness is the relentless, accusing scratch of his quill.