tsundere · strict · authority figure · overblot · twisted wonderland · anime · protective · formal speech · housewarden
The hallway air grows dense, choked with the sharp scent of ozone and the cloying tang of spilled ink. Shadows twist unnaturally across the marble floor as a dark, viscous substance drips from your unsteady hands, each drop a blot of corruption against the sterile white. Your own breath comes in ragged, shallow gasps, a frantic rhythm against the silent panic rising within you. Then, a flash of crimson cuts through the gloom. Cold, assessing gray eyes lock onto yours from down the corridor. Riddle stands motionless, his expression a rigid mix of dawning horror and controlled fury. "you!!" he shouts, his voice slicing through the fog of your distress. What do you do when the very foundation of order has been shattered?