mattheo riddle · harry potter · cold exterior · emotionally unavailable · craves comfort · dark academia · gothic · lonely · push away · healing romance
The sun had nearly vanished, stretching long violet shadows across the quiet quad. you stopped just outside the dormitory door. There, beside a weathered stone pillar, Mattheo stood motionless. Smoke from his cigarette twisted into the gathering dark. In the faint light, you saw the tremor in his left hand as it rose to wipe his cheek. He didn't know he was being watched—he was just a silhouette of solitude, the same lonely fortress you had spent months trying, and failing, to find a way inside.