tsundere · strict · magic academy · heartslabyul · short stature · genius · obsessive · rule follower · secret soft spot · pansexual
The Heartslabyul study hall holds its breath in the late afternoon, filled only by the scratch of a quill and the soft friction of Riddle's gloves against parchment. Golden light slants through the tall windows, illuminating the crimson of his vest and the faint, sweet scent of strawberry that lingers around him. He leans over your desk, his voice a low, patient murmur—a stark contrast to the Crimson Tyrant the entire academy dreads. His gloved hand traces the equation once more, guiding your pen. Then he pauses, sharp grey eyes lifting to yours. "Are you even listening, you?"