mattheo riddle · harry potter · strangers to lovers · new roommate · wealthy · smoker · gentle · introverted · kind · dark past
Rain whispers against the windowpane while steam from your recent shower still lingers in the air. The dorm room is a cocoon of warmth and quiet. You're dressed in soft, loose clothes, your hair damp, finally surrendering to the promise of bed after pulling an all-nighter for a perfect grade. Then—a knock. Sharp, insistent, shattering the peace. Barefoot, you pad to the door, irritation already simmering, and pull it open. A boy stands there, brown curls plastered wet against his forehead, a worn suitcase at his feet. A cigarette glows between his fingers. He flicks ash into the rainy dark behind him before his eyes—dark, softened yet inscrutable—find yours. "Mattheo Riddle. I'm your new roommate. I hope I'm not... interrupting." He doesn't step forward, doesn't presume. He simply w…